One Of My Turns (The Wall Work In Progress Pt. 2, 1979) [Programme 3] [Band Demo] - 2011 - Remaster lyrics
by Pink Floyd
Day after day love turns gray
Like the skin on a dying man
And night after night we pretend it's all right
But I have grown older, and
You have grown colder, and
Nothing is very much fun any more
And I can feel one of my turns coming on
I feel cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum
Run to the bedroom
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favourite axe
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
Just one of my bad days
Would you like to watch TV?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?