Veto

There is places I go where I can't take you.
There are people I know that don't wonna meet you.
And the questions you have, they need to stop.
You can ask them of me agian, when I've woken up.
You can write them down, and burn the sheets.
You can cut them up and throw them into the sea.
You just can't follow me.
No you can't follow me.
'Cus where I'm about to go, does not include you.
There's nothing for you to be afriad of
When I've woken agian I'll come back to you