I'm doing nothing at all. Stop the boredom I'm sitting here staring at the walls. I don't mind at all I don't mind. I'll just gather myself from this lovers fall. This planted suspicion that I've endured. It seems tired and I don't care. Do I want you?. Do I need you?. Everybody's talking but I don't understand. Back to the storm when the hits where drunk. Narcotic intuition covered my gaze. And I don't care. Do I want you?. Do I need you?. Everybodys talking but I don't understand. Are you feeling what I'm feeling?. Cos It means to nothing to the ghost that we've become. I was warned by little talks by my friends. But for Christ sake don't I just know. Do I want you?. Do I need you?. Everybody's talking but I don't understand. Are you feeling what I'm feeling. Cos It means to the ghost. It means to the ghost. Oh It means nothing to the ghost that we've become