Tunnels of London

I wanna die in the tunnels of London I wanna feel my weight in the ground Feel the beauty of the prisoners footsteps As they tap out a beat for the corporate sound I wanna live with reckless abandon I wanna feel my senses arrive I wanna die in the tunnels of London I want a ticket straight out of this selfish life I wanna die in the tunnels of London I wanna keep calm and carry on I wanna repay this debt of emotion I wanna pass, wanna pass this echo on I wanna live with reckless abandon I wanna burn out clear and bright I wanna die in the tunnels of London I wanna transfer my soul to another time Where I'm over my love, over my head, over my kind, over the dead Over and up, under and through, over my heart, and back to you Over my lust, over my band, over this fucking guitar in my hand Over disdain, over the signs, over this job, I'm over the line Dissatisfied, I wanna die in the tunnels of London Inconsolable Ungratified, I wanna die in the tunnels of London Insatiable Designed to die in the tunnels of London I am designed to die in the tunnels of London Where I'm over my love, over my head, over my kind, over the dead Over and up, under and through, over my heart, and back to you Over my lust, over my band, over this fucking guitar in my hand Over disdain, over the signs, over this job, I'm over the line And I'm out of time And I wanna die in the tunnels of London