So let it feel... Unreal
 When I fall asleep at the wheel
 Think about this... If looks could kill

 Such a thrill... The way I feel
 Now I'm falling asleep at the wheel
 And I'm dreaming of the kill

 We dream of familiar places here
 We dream of familiar faces

 Do you want a display
 Just stand in my way
 If you want a display
 Your love in that way... Now get out

 Think about this...

 Well I've seen... With old eyes
 And every time I turn around another dies

 Think about this... If looks could kill

 Vision's Black, I go to war sometimes
 When I'm walking on my own
 We dream of familiar places
 Vision's black, I go to war sometimes
 When I'm walking on my own
 We dream of familiar places
 And I'm dreaming