Gary Numan

Im up here
Youre down there
Call me the baitman
Im screaming for air
Colour me black
If you wish, but
I dont believe
I dont believe
My god

I dont crash
Te sky moves
Ill shape you dreams
That a lifetime cant lose
I wont talk
I wont sing
They call me render
The shaper of things
Oh god

Im not down
Im not ashamed
Call it the job
If you need something to blame
Young reckless sleepers
Still screaming for air
I dont care
I dont care
Dear god