Headist / Into Another

It starts feeling now It still won't see it's his It makes no inference of difference Faint from lack of air It makes a whistle with a twistle But no one can hear As long as I could Didn't stay long I had to go away to stay So I'm happy here Cause here is where the heart is You and me I know you think that too Into another Am I dead Into another Sleep in Harlow's bed Sleep in Harlow's bed Listening to our tune Am I dead I can read your lips With headphone and volume on And in a clinical term I've heard it said "Everything is beautiful, but nothing hurt" Into another Am I dead Into another You and me You and me Sleep in Harlow's bed Sleep in Harlow's bedAm I dead