Fresh Out of The Bus

I cannot hear your voice, from here where I stay,
I cannot sleep at night coz I dream the whole day,
I cannot see your face, from this hideous place,
and the only trace are my fading memories

All the consciousness going insane
All the consciousness going away

..going away..

Don't wanna make me feel, there's someone I have to blame
on our melancholic tree, we'll surely meet again

All the consciousness going insane
All the consciousness going away

..going away..

Drive me over, drive me over again
drive me over, drive me over again
drive me over, drive me over again
drive me over, drive me over again..