Текст песни One Step Behind

Come in, sit by the light
Tell us everything that happened tonight
We know you were there
There at the scene of the crime

No no, you've got it all wrong
So don?t blame me
For something I haven't done
It was all just a big mistake

(And now you can't think straight)
'Cause they're onto you now
(And now you can?t think straight)
And they've figured you out
(And now you can?t think straight)
'Cause they're onto you now
(And now you can?t think straight)

They're always just one step behind
And you're so scared of what they'll find
And now you're running for your life

You're buying anything they sell
Those pushed will always say they fell
You got a postcard sent from hell

With my strong alibi
You can't frame me, don't even try
You don't know me
You're not even trying to see

(And now you can't think straight)
'Cause they're onto you now
(And now you can?t think straight)
They've figured you out
(And now you can?t think straight)
'Cause they're onto you now
(And now you can?t think straight)
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They're always just one step behind
And you're so scared of what they'll find
And now you're running for your life

You're buying anything they sell
Those pushed will always say they fell
You got a postcard sent from hell

And you know you don't belong
And the papers are never wrong
Just like the public
Don't forget, don't forget, don't forget

And now you can't think straight
You can't think straight

(And now you can?t think straight)
(And now you can?t think straight)
(And now you can?t think straight)
You're not even trying to see
(And now you can?t think straight)

(And now you can?t think straight)
You?re not even trying to see
(And now you can?t think straight)

(And now you can?t think straight)
You?re not even trying to see
(And now you can?t think straight)

They're always just one step behind
And you're so scared of what they'll find
And now you're running for your life

You're buying anything they sell
Those pushed will always say they fell
You got a postcard sent from hell
From hell