Museum Of Neurotic Origins - Phones** lyrics

how could that be you set me free you burn my eyes you let me sparkle how could that be it is so real your lips so dry your mouth is like art i heard it on the phone no need to answere how could that be you take control you paint it blue you eat my soul how could that be you puzzle me your hands so clean your heart so young i heard it on the phone i heard it on the phone no need to answere i heard it on the phone no need to answere