Standing at the edge of the world I still fail to see what's out there for me Screaming at the top of my lungs Is there anybody listening?
We're all emotional radios Human aerials in oblivion Calling all stations until transmission ends I am here
Standing in the swing of the airwaves Circling the square I was locked in Step right in, it feels like being born again
Waving down the drain through static and chatter Peel away the shame and noise will surrender Disconnection failure and no consolation When nothing could avail your misinterpretation Link the dots between my dashes and your silences Your time is running out as you are running out of promises Read between the lines
We're all emotional radios Human aerials in oblivion Calling all stations until transmission ends I still hear the chokes on your shotguns Your back's to the wall we are all a loss of signal An oblivious call to all stations until transmission ends I am here
Standing in the swing of the airwaves Circling the square I was locked in Step right in, it feels like being born againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
