Hurricane

By Jamie Lidell

On Jim

Released on March 31, 2008

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Well I was all broke down before I got into the station

Hoping my private life has got lost in translation

Receiving these mixed messages now

From a mixed up messenger

I was talking so loud

Don't you know I don't even care

Now I don't think they know

I don't believe in telepathy

But if you do

I guess you know what I'm about to say

Now, I think we're heading

Straight outta nothing

Into a hurricane

And now we're back to nothing

Somehow things don't seem the same

Somehow things don't seem the same

Somehow things don't seem the same

I was trapped in the darkness of a subway train

Hoping you'll shoot me down

Before I talk myself insane

Model I overdosed on

On the monorail

I was grabbing the wheel

'Cause I must be an alpha male

Now I don't think they know

I don't believe in telepathy

But if you do

I guess you know what I'm about to say

Now, I think we're heading

Straight outta nothing

Into a hurricane

And now we're back to nothing

Somehow things don't seem the same

Somehow things don't seem the same

Somehow things don't seem the same

Straight outta nothing

Into a hurricane

And now we're back to nothing

Somehow things don't seem the same

Somehow things don't seem the same

Somehow things don't seem the same