Noir-esque lyrics

4am. It's funny how the lights move so slow now I wonder what einstein would have said If he saw the seventh night bus That look, but doesn't see me Am i not desired? Am i not exposed enough? 4.10. I know all the anwers are out there A crowd of hooded teens flick Tried to keep my eyes fixed Dirt marks on my Trainers Must repeat this mantra Looks should not deceive me Looks should not deceive me Then i forget what it was Then i forgot why it was Then i forgot when i am