Dislocated

I had an awful wake up dream
Where everything was just what it seemed
I had a nightmare soaked in light
Where everything was cracked from inside
I've seen the way I go in the end
I shut my eyes to begin
Little black cars stretched out in a line
All moving backwards in time

There's no connection
There's no emotion
Everybody thinks it is a beautiful thing

Killed by a memory
Tell me I won't ever be
Another number scratched to a wall
I'm just too dislocated

I fell, I fall, I'm falling still
Sleep speaks in pink little pills
One more chance to get it all wrong
Is all that you get from a radio song

I've told that story a thousand times
So I'm stealing yours if you'll be mine
All those sad books, worn out hooks
Hang a man upon the world

Killed by a memory
Tell me I won't ever be
Another picture tacked to a wall
I'm just too dislocated

Killed by a memory
Tell me I could never be
Another number scratched to a wall
I'm just too dislocated

I read those sad books
They inspired everything I thought I could hide

Killed by a memory
Just tell me I won't ever be
Another dead end brick in a wall
I'm just too dislocated

Killed by a memory
Tell me I won't ever be
Another number scratched to a wall
I'm just so dislocated