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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tricky
Tricky
Vocals
Martina Topley-Bird
Martina Topley-Bird
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Howie Bernstein
Howie Bernstein
Songwriter
Adrian Nicholas Matthews Thaws
Adrian Nicholas Matthews Thaws
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tricky
Tricky
Producer
Howie B
Howie B
Producer
Geoff Pesche
Geoff Pesche
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

The place where
The place where
The place where
The place where
The place where
The place where
(Where I stand)
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
[Instrumental]
The mind's a crowd, search for the spaces
Turn around, time's gone, I take ten paces
Been up ahead, can't make head or tail of this
I drink till I'm drunk and I smoke till I'm senseless
I see in black and white, feel in slow motion
I drown myself in sorrow until I wake up tomorrow
The illusion of confusion looks like from where I am sat
(Recircle, recycle, resemble me)
Different levels of the devil's company (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
They lead us outside, take us out quietly
To the cage, through the bars
You see scars, results of my rage
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
[Instrumental]
The mind's a crowd (The illusion of confusion)
Search for the spaces (Search for the)
I turn around, time's gone (Turn around, gone)
I take ten paces (I take ten paces)
Been up ahead
Can't make head or tail of this (Can't make head or tail of this)
I drink till I'm drunk (And I smoke)
And I smoke till I'm senseless (I smoke, I smoke)
See in black and white
Feel in slow motion (Feel in slow motion, and drown, drown myself in sorrow)
Drown myself in sorrow (Till I wake up tomorrow)
Until I wake up tomorrow (The illusion of)
I drown myself in sorrow (The illusion of)
Until I wake up tomorrow (The illusion of, the illusion of)
I drown myself in (The illusion of)
I drown myself in (Until I, till I wake up tomorrow)
The illusion of confusion
Looks like from where I'm sat (Looks like from where I'm, circle)
Written by: Adrian Nicholas Matthews Thaws, Howie B, Howie Bernstein, Martina Topley-Bird
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