i called you on the telephone cause i was lonely i called you up just to hear you your eyes i know are a cold cold blue pale whit skin dead like a mannequin seem to fade looking and not wanting to come up to date like a broken clock the hand is still through the pain i was watching as sound hit my ears we don t fit anymore we don t fit anymore not the same not the same not the same same same ripped up in the shadows over and over again i remember before as your mouth it touched my face small hands grabbing me trapped in my thoughts you repeating like a machine gun phantasmagoria the times pelting me pelting me ripped up in the shadows over and over again over and over again over and over again