Cat On Form - Oh No! Telephone Rings Lyrics
can you hear them moving? the silence has been brokenpile them up into a fire, burn every conceived ideaand hope for better - but lies won't move us any furtherthe fiction is set up, "but at least i can hold my head up"eye out for their timing, the process has been painful for usyou just sit there waiting, but that won't bring us any form of hope for let upparade and ignore all that denies as product - now i can make my mind upare we too weak to fight back