Telephone
Call me
Who put all the s**t in your head?
Tell them things
Saying things
‘Till you break
Filthy walls
..
Who put all the s**t in your head?
Pile it in
Half asleep
Half awake
Let the demons out your head
Let the demons out your head
How they grow
How they stare
How they go
We would like some privacy
Strangled roots becoming trees
How they slip
How they stare
How they go
Weave into your dream
Weave into your dream
Weave into your dream
Weave
Weave