18 years of American dream
Parading violence on my TV screen
See bullets and blood but I don't hear the scream
When it's over it feels like a dream
Did you see? Did you see him?
Did you see?
Did you see him?
Yeah I've got your letter but I think it's come too late
It's too full of anger and you're burned out with hate Where have you been hiding all this pain in your heart
I should have seen it was coming
I should have known from the start
I did not see me
I did not see me
I did not see me
I did not see me
I'm gonna get myself a gun
I'll use it on myself
I don't care where I go as long as it's somewhere else Away from depression, anxiety and pain
Away from the greys of Manchester rain
Did you see me?
Did you see me?
Did you see me?
Did you see me?