There's a forest in the back of my head With all kinds of grim and creatures living there I'm not sure if this is intrusion or just a part of me But they are all falling apart Everything, everything Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah There are people in the corner of my eye And they're all having the time of their lives, lives They're always in my peripheral sight, sight There seems a gulf between them and I, I Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah