I am gone, everybody's raging
And these fruits, they still taste of poison
I won't be around
When you really need me...
I can't sleep, why can't someone hold me
I need warmth, a restless body cracks some more
I won't have the strength
When you really need me...
Composição: Colin Greenwood / Ed O'Brien / Jonny Greenwood / Phil Selway / Thom Yorke