On - Lyrics - Vaux

Your answers fall as red lips on the receiver of your telephone When turning out means turning on And dial tones lost for all too long Orders placed and then withdrawn All is just five minutes gone Wires hold up all that's wrong When it's just us and... Time won't deal this penance And try burn look away Sign for small talk session Found with nothing to say It's no more right Than it's the same Silent tonight Silent to... Pass the sounds that pass all wrong Until all interest stumbles down Begin the pull of siren's song isn't that what drives us on And your just here to tag along Trail so far then left alone Answers fall as red lips on the receiver of your telephone God damn this pace It's much too slow It's much too old It's nearly stalling It's holding back It's loosing ground And giving way It's tried not true And can't pursue We're loosing patience When palms are read And forced tongue said Nothing's changed Why should we waste this teenage land Why should we bow for anything