Tom Milsom - Alien текст песни

There is an alien in me,
It lives below my surface
I try to cut it out sometimes
It doesn't know what hurt is

And I don't know what to do
It gets too much to mention
A parasite upon my thoughts
It's eating my attention

There is an alien in me
I'm crying when it's feeding
It wriggles underneath my skin
And I can feel it breeding

Its veins are my veins and we share
A soul, a spine, a psyche
It doesn't seem to know I'm there
It carries on despite me

I live outside an alien
I'm carried on its body
Sometimes I feel its muscles ache,
Sometimes it does things for me

Communicates when I'm asleep
A psychedelic warning
Leaves little notes for me in dreams
And stains my mind for morning