A phone call could have stopped this song Could've related before it all went wrong Spoken, I might have understood Type's no good I think we're over-thinking gone This is how we waste our time On all this anger redefined Bottled up and dead on-line Leave it deprived oxygen Leave it screen blind Drowning numb I won't be the first to let it go I can hold on if I think you're holding on Think of the things that we could do Lungs full breaking air in two Then, then we're over-thinking gone This is how we waste our time Oh all this anger we define Bottled up and dead on-line Leave it deprived oxygen Leave it screen blind Drowning numb Hard and fragile Lost in space Where there's no air No human grace