​The Wildhearts
Dislocated
All the while the enemy was just around the corner
So alive yet dead inside, but no-one tried to warn her
The tourniquets were cut & pasted, odour free and painless
Ghosts that stank of urban myth
And this consolidated us?

Dislocated, I feel dislocated from your world
Powering on in isolation
Dislocated, I feel dislocated from your world

That life was everything that she could take
She said don’t leave me alone, oh don’t leave me alone
I tried to save her from a big mistake
But the will to go on was leaving

Don’t leave me, don’t leave me
Baby don’t leave me alone
Don’t leave me, don’t leave me
Baby don’t leave me alone
We spend a sentence in a holding pen, in isolation
This ends by my hand

Descend online like ninja fiies on scentless defecation
Offending sights for soulless eyes of the mindless and vacant
Your neo God, your geo pod, it’s barely entertainment
The victims lie in shopping isles and you survive untainted
Dislocated, I feel dislocated from your world
Powering on in isolation
Dislocated, I feel dislocated from your world

That night, when she implied that she was afraid
She said don’t leave me alone, oh don’t leave me alone
By the time we suspected it was just too late for there to be anything left for us but grieving

Don’t leave me, don’t leave me
Baby don’t leave me alone
Don’t leave me, don’t leave me
Baby don’t leave me alone
We stand, the victims of supply and demand, in isolation
This ends by my hand