Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher and Jason Flynn. She's waking up. the mirror says. that her hairs. getting far too long.. A coffee cup. to start the day. better make sure. it's good and strong.. To get her through.. Got things to do.. And now that the clock says eight. can't be late. so hit the brakes.. Lost all your friends. they'd had enough. couldn't watch. while you killed yourself.. And you pretend. you gave them up. for a lifetime of cars and wealth. Misunderstood.. Don't feel so good.. Another the clock says eight. can't be late. so hit the brakes.. I said hit the brakes.. . Composition:. Cracknell. Stanley.