Walter De La Nightmare

Of all the hearts broken I left behind At least 13 of them are mine I'm becoming more desperate With each new moon I am the lunatic, I am an Instamatic Heading for the last chance to live Can you picture me there? Is this the place you warned me of In the grip of despair? And can you picture me there? It's a bang on landscape With a burnt out tree Where the lightning struck, not once, not twice More like repeatedly And can you picture me there? I am the Walter de la Nightmare From Little Heart on Sampler #3 Can you picture me there? I am the lunatic, I am a node lymphatic An eventuality And can you picture me there? It's a bang on landscape With a burnt out tree Where the lightning struck, not once, not twice More like repeatedly And can you picture me there? I am the Walter de la Nightmare From Little Heart on Sampler #3 And can you picture me there? I am a lunatic, I am a node lymphatic An eventuality And can you picture me there? Is this the place you warned me of In the grip of despair? And can you picture me there? Am I allowed to speak to me?