[bad word]  [bad word] Illuminators

I can hear [bad word]  these walls
I can hear it when they're foolin' around
I can hear [bad word]  these walls
And I hear ev'ry sign, ev'ry sound
I can hear [bad word]  these walls
In the dark with the shades pulled down

Ev'ry word that they say
Ev'ry noise they make feels [bad word] my way

My fav'rite moment
Putting the glass up next to the wall
Imagination
Tho' I see nothing, I hear it all
Putting my sign up
Do not disturb me, speak or shout, inside out
Oh mind my clothes, they're all laid out

I can see [bad word]  my windows
I can see the girls and the boys
I can see [bad word]  my windows
And I can imagine the noise
I can see [bad word]  my windows
I can see them playing with toys

Oh I hope it won't end
If I promise not to touch, just be a friend

Life is so lonely
I don't get high off just being me
I like pretending
Wanting to touch them, wanting to see
It's only normal
Creeping behind you, now don't shout, 'cos it's alright
They keep the windows locked and the door shut tight

Oo I'm feeling like I'm locked in a cage
No way in, no way out, and it gets so lonely
I really asking a lot
Just to reach out and touch somebody
'Cos when I look [bad word]  my windows or open my door
I can feel it all around me

I can hear [bad word]  these walls
I can hear it when they're foolin' around
I can hear [bad word]  these walls
And I hear ev'ry sight, ev'ry sound
I can hear [bad word]  these walls
In the dark with the shades pulled down

Ev'ry word that they say
Ev'ry noise they make feels [bad word] my way

Ah yeah