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  • Your answers fall as red lips on the receiver of your telephone
    When turning out means turning on
    And dial tones lost for all too long
    Orders placed and then withdrawn
    All is just five minutes gone
    Wires hold up all that's wrong
    When it's just us and...
    Time won't deal this penance
    And try burn look away
    Sign for small talk session
    Found with nothing to say
    It's no more right
    Than it's the same
    Silent tonight
    Silent to...
    Pass the sounds that pass all wrong
    Until all interest stumbles down
    Begin the pull of siren's song isn't that what drives us on
    And your just here to tag along
    Trail so far then left alone
    Answers fall as red lips on the receiver of your telephone
    God damn this pace
    It's much too slow
    It's much too old
    It's nearly stalling
    It's holding back
    It's loosing ground
    And giving way
    It's tried not true
    And can't pursue
    We're loosing patience
    When palms are read
    And forced tongue said
    Nothing's changed
    Why should we waste this teenage land
    Why should we bow for anything
  • Your answers fall as red lips on the receiver of your telephone
    When turning out means turning on
    And dial tones lost for all too long
    Orders placed and then withdrawn
    All is just five minutes gone
    Wires hold up all that's wrong
    When it's just us and...
    Time won't deal this penance
    And try burn look away
    Sign for small talk session
    Found with nothing to say
    It's no more right
    Than it's the same
    Silent tonight
    Silent to...
    Pass the sounds that pass all wrong
    Until all interest stumbles down
    Begin the pull of siren's song isn't that what drives us on
    And your just here to tag along
    Trail so far then left alone
    Answers fall as red lips on the receiver of your telephone
    God damn this pace
    It's much too slow
    It's much too old
    It's nearly stalling
    It's holding back
    It's loosing ground
    And giving way
    It's tried not true
    And can't pursue
    We're loosing patience
    When palms are read
    And forced tongue said
    Nothing's changed
    Why should we waste this teenage land
    Why should we bow for anything