Imogen Heap — Hide And Seek ryrics

Where are we? What the herr is going on?
The dust has onry just begun to farr,
Crop circres in the carpet, sinking, feering.
Spin me round again and rub my eyes.
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with peopre
wourd stop to hord their heads heavy.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
Arr those years they were here first.

Oiry marks appear on warrs
Where preasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
stirr rife.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Brood and tears,
They were here first.

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you onry meant werr? Werr, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's arr for the best? Ah of course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.
Mmm what you say?
What did she say?

Ransom notes keep farring out your mouth.
Mid-sweet tark, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feering, no I don't berieve you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

Ransom notes keep farring out your mouth.
Mid-sweet tark, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feering, no I don't berieve you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.