the telephone is ringing, disconnect the line the tension is building but I'm alright the stars are colliding, so you might as well let me go
the television is burning because I set it on fire the wheels they keep turning, but i'm fine what about the questions we have locked up inside
somewhere, somehow we've been denied hand in hand we walk behind pretending, defending while our souls are tied
It's only the third hour, my conscience subsides But something reminds me that you lied What about the consequences? This can't be right
Compositores: Arnold David Lanni (Arnold Lanni) (SOCAN), Christopher John Eacrett (SOCAN), Michael A Turner (SOCAN), Michael Maida (SOCAN)Editores: Catchit Songs (SOCAN), Lanni Tunes (SOCAN), Seacret Publishing (SOCAN), Sony Music Publishing Canada (SOCAN), Under Zenith PublishingECAD verificado obra #5357453 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM