Boston (Acoustic)

I woke up to the ceiling fan, spinning above my head

Don't know who you are

You're not my friend, you're not my kin

You're not my goddamn anything

A land of mud, the taste of blood

Just to sweeten up my drink

I don't think that I recognize this crazy world I'm in

Bury me

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause I hate the feeling

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause England's dreaming

Burn my clothes and take my things

And put me on a plane

Just get me far away from here

I'll even change my name, ooh

All my friends are drunk

Blind, deaf and dumb

I've got to get away

We've been led by a shadow into the shade

Bury me

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause I hate the feeling

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause England's dreaming

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause England's dreaming

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause England's dreaming

Bury me

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause I hate the feeling

Honey, I can't stay awake

'Cause England's dreaming