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

Ooo

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?

Oo
Ooo
Oo
Ooo

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

Oo
Ooo

Goodbye
Oh just please, don’t leave the line