Contact

Bang goes, the stradivarius Jail clothes, paint the experience Phantoms, can't they abandon us? Who knows, I suppose, echoes through the phones Up in the air and over the wall Seems that's unfair Are you numb to it all? Won't you pick up the phone for me? Could you answer me? Honestly… Let's keep it on track, hi-hat Flowin', keep the rhythm going Contact It's a fact, make your love open It's your own camp, that's that Hoping that nobody's gonna ruin that Nobody's gonna ruin that for ya Oh ohh… Throwing sheets over your body That ain't really going ghost Well I'm sorry to have worried you I'll mind the do's and dont's But if I call you out by name And you hear what I laid bare Will I find you on the line? Well I hope to hear you there Hello? Would you be my halo? Let's keep it on track, hi-hat Flowin', keep the rhythm going Contact It's a fact, make your love open It's your own camp, that's that Hoping that nobody's gonna ruin that Nobody's gonna ruin that for ya Beat is on crack, combat It's the policy, but it's not all that That's an act If you know, can you be my contact? Is that something you can think about? Or something that's without a doubt A ring above your head? Oh ohh… This life oppresses all of us You've felt its hands, you've felt the cuts While what the angels say is whispered You never hear, you never listen Oh ohh… Goodbye Oh just please, don't leave the line