It’s getting clinical now Something about this time of year Has it poisoned the well? I’m drawing up duds and can’t taste reason I could I talk it all out Break a barrier down Diffuse the doubt It’s getting clinical now It’s getting clinical now Wake up Crawl on I’m gutted of reasons To do myself no harm The Sun is gone And I fear it has taken My remaining strength to hold on Can you imagine? Oh, can you imagine? All of your force and feeling gone? The S.A. d is killing me The S.A. d, the S.A. d is killing me All the life and all the vigour and the meaning gone Every single thing that I used to hold dearly lost The S.A. d is killing me This hole in my brain It feels so familiar Think I’ve been through all of this pain Oh these are the downs Of this I am certain Let me recede and concede this now Can you imagine? Oh, can you imagine? All of your force and feeling gone? Can you imagine? Oh can you imagine? Demeaning the good Do I care anymore? The S.A. d is killing me The S.A. d, the S.A. d is killing me All the life and all the vigour and the meaning gone Every single thing that I used to hold dearly lost The S.A. d is killing me Open to envy Compressed by comparison When you’re down you’re down Do I care anymore? Demeaning the good Lost in the future The S.A. d is killing me The S.A. d, the S.A. d is killing me All the life and all the vigour and the meaning gone Every single thing that I used to hold dearly lost The S.A. d is killing me (I feel nothing) (Oh I feel nothing)