I see houses Rows and rows of red bricks I see black cars Some blood-stained exit I get this feeling that I I've been here before How many lives will I waste? How many tears must I taste Before my freedom? Before my freedom? I see mountains Blood-red sunsets I see a billion stars Love death and in between I get this feeling that I I've been here before How many lives will I waste? How many tears must I taste Before my freedom? Before my freedom? I won't be late, I won't be late I won't be late, I won't be late I get this feeling that I I've been here before How many lives will I waste? How many tears must I taste Before my freedom? I get this feeling that I I've been in here before How many lives will I waste? How many tears must I taste Before my freedom? It's just this murder Trouble and strife Turning me into another guy It's just murder Trouble and strife Turning me into another guy It's just murder Trouble and strife Turning me into another guy Don't be late, don't be late Don't be late, don't be late When I call When I call When I call When I call you up