Fleeing Lights Video (MV)

You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
And I focus on the fleeing lights like a cat
Just spotted the red dot
Dot dot dot
Dot dot dot
And I think I might
Try and try I try and try I try and try
But it's nothing but a fleeting dream
When I wake I realise how deluded I was
I saw nothing that was going on around
And you're messing with my head
F*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
You're f*cking with my head
F*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
Cats eyes
Dope talk
Then you look through me as if you had any right to it
But the truth is only I can let you in
Resting but always in a rush
Slipping in the city's slipstream
I fish myself in and out of unconsciousness
The emptiness I requested was duly delivered
At the wrong time
But it's Sod's law
Luck of the draw
Those times that leave you feeling raw
And you're f*cking with my head
F*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
Rolling through hard times like it was nothing
Falling through the cracks in the ceiling
And feeling like a tiny speck of nothing
No matter how hard I try
I ain't going to lie
You're f*cking with my head
F*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
Rolling through hard times like it was nothing
Falling through the cracks in the ceiling
And feeling like a tiny speck of nothing
No matter how hard I try
I ain't going to lie
You're f*cking with my head
F*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small
You're f*cking with my head
F*cking with my head
You're f*cking with my head and making me small