Ring ring ring goes the telephone The lights are on but there's no-one home Tick tick tock it's a quarter to two And I'm done I'm hanging up on you I can't keep on waiting for you I know that you're still hesitating Don't cry for me 'cause I'll find my way you'll wake up one day but it'll be too late
we live between the red lines. where people only come and go. the flashes of silhouettes on the screen entertain, young feeble minds. our hearts hardened to REALITY. but, not today.