Indifferent

Feel Myself

Bad Habit

Unsociable

No Point In Being Right

Moving Fast

Window

Pictures of Me

Clones

Cafe Culture

My Recurring Dream

Factory Settings

Lyrics - DW40

Guilt Tripper

Old Times’ Sake

 Heart Shaped Shadows

 45-78

 Nightwalking

 Hello Distraction

It’s better when there’s no-one there.

It’s easier with no-one watching.

Although it’s nice to know that you care,

It only makes me so self-conscious.

And I know that a change of scenery’s not the answer.

Hello Distraction.

I find ways to spend my time,

I always feel I should be doing something.

But then I get pre-occupied,

And overwhelmed with nothing.

And I know that the change of scenery’s not the answer.

Hello Distraction.

Oh, just wait a while for me.

Just wait a while for me.

Just wait a while for me.

The best things don’t come easily.

Well although I know that a change of scenery’s not the answer.

Hello Distraction.

Hello Distraction.

Hello Distraction.

“Duh, duh duh…”

Sensitive

It takes a lot of nerve to speak to you.

You’ll find the worst in everything I do.

Oh but it really doesn’t matter at all.

It ain’t easy to live.

And I wanna feel the warmth of your touch,

But we’re just so Sensitive.

Just so Sensitive.

Rose-tinted glasses can distort the view.

The bigger picture’s right in front of you.

Oh but it really doesn’t matter at all.

It ain’t easy to forgive.

And I know I’m getting under your skin,

But we’re just so Sensitive.

Just so Sensitive.

Oh and I know it doesn’t matter at all.

It ain’t easy to live.

And I know I’m getting under your skin,

We’re just so Sensitive.

Just so Sensitive.

I know I shouldn’t take it personally.

Sometimes you need some space away, from me.

Oh I know it doesn’t matter at all.

It ain’t easy to forgive.

And I wanna feel the warmth of your touch.

But we’re just so Sensitive.

Just so Sensitive.

Just so Sensitive,

Just so Sensitive,

Just so Sensitive…

Synchronised Sighs

We look to the stars and flick through the papers,

Check all the emails and update the status.

I’d tell you the truth but you don’t wanna hear it.

You’d rather circulate lies.

I’ll write the verses while you sing the chorus.

We’re sat at the table but they just ignore us.

So self-isolation feeds our creation.

And everything’s frozen in time.

And it’s us and our synchronised sighs,

Everyone run for your lives.

The love that we have still survives.

If you are contagious,

I’d take our synchronised sighs.

For a lady of leisure, it’s really hard work.

All that time on your hands, your mind goes berserk.

While everyone’s out having fun,

You find that your work’s never done.

But being so practical, gives me the chills.

First day back and I’m feeling ill.

In the land of the living, I’m virtually dead.

My heart’s giving up and I’m losing my head.

On us and our synchronised sighs,

Everyone run for your lives.

The love that we have still survives.

If you are contagious,

Well I’d take our synchronised sighs.

I’m sorry it came to this.

We took out the witnesses.

I guess that it couldn’t be helped.

We spread a virus, through all our admirers.

They fell to their deaths and with our last breath,

We came alive.

And now I ache for our synchronised sighs.