Witness to a Murder
Mansun Lyrics

All my life
Since I was born

What I mistook for friendly pats on the back
What I thought were encouraging gestures

Were really the hands that pushed me further and further down
Were actually the forces that held me back and hindered my progress

The more I struggle, the less I achieve
No matter how hard I try, I don't make any significant progress

Deep, chlorine breath
Breathing in air that smells like chlorine, which is often associated with cleanliness and sanitization

Minutes bleed into hours, bleed into days
Time passes by quickly and unproductively

Something keeps me in this disinfected womb
I feel trapped and confined in a sterile environment, unable to break free

We see things differently in daylight, I suppose
Perhaps we have a clearer perspective in brighter, more literal settings

I mean, everything is an excuse for something
It's natural to give explanations or justifications, even if they are not genuine or transparent

But my conscience is intact
Despite any wrongdoing, I feel guilt-free and unashamed

I can deny everything
I have the ability to reject or dismiss any accusations or evidence

I'm waving into blind eyes
I'm directing attention or gestures towards people who are ignorant or unwilling to see the truth