Cat On Form - Oh No! Telephone Rings lyrics

Can you hear them moving? The silence has been broken Pile them up into a fire, burn every conceived idea And hope for better - but lies won't move us any further The fiction is set up, "but at least i can hold my head up" Eye out for their timing, the process has been painful for us You just sit there waiting, but that won't bring us any form of hope for let up Parade and ignore all that denies as product - now I can make my mind up Are we too weak to fight back