• I wanna call this request
    Inside through your telephone line
    I wanna lift your troubled eyes
    To reach up from off top the ground

    So tell me that it's alright
    And the calloused fingertips will heal
    If lying is the greater sin
    Make every hidden kiss a sign

    If checkers on my face spill out
    Strings and snapping of fates play on
    Orchastras with fate and hope
    Let me carry you if you will not walk

    Volume knob is long broken
    And the LSD interwined within my head
    LCD bright upon their faces
    With hairpins and their somber itch

    And I am scratched out again
    If you can wake me up with a final smile
    And I shoot to save this life of mine
    I'll make every insignificant plea a warning sign