I walk through Camden Town in the evening
strolling silently hardly breathing
footsteps behind me slightly quicker
the corner of my eye a shadowy flicker

I wonder if he’s after my soul again tonight
stops the whisper with the shadows
but still keeps me in his sight
I shout to passing strangers
but they don’t seem aware
don’t want to get involved
in my spiritual affair

Tonight my fears are growing worse and worse
I feel him brewing up an evil curse
I sense a chill creep up my spine
I want to scream but only whine
because I know it can’t be true
minds gone now legs it’s up to you

I wonder if he’s after my soul again tonight
stops the whisper with the shadows
but still keeps me in his sight
I shout to passing strangers
but they don’t seem aware
don’t want to get involved
in my spiritual affair

I tried to accept him as my partner
his stillness coldness laughter
but every time I try to turn around
it froze my ears to hear those sounds
that make you stare into the ground

Sweaty muscles puff and pant I run
stagger home and hide behind my mum
but even when I’m safely in my bed
I know that he is waiting in my head

I wonder if he’s after my soul again tonight
stops the whisper with the shadows
but still keeps me in his sight
I shout to passing strangers
but they don’t seem aware
don’t want to get involved
in my spiritual affair