Transmission Breakdown

Another sideswipe at life left dealing with the shards of glass. Don't walk. It's not worth it just to go for that. Just to look for that. What is there to believe in. Dead rock stars in our detective series. Another relationship with a current affair. Staring blankly at the clock just to make pure effort sinking through. Left behind...........and waiting..............and waiting............waiting for you.

Switch us off from digital put us through on analogue. Communicators ever-present. Speaking in another second language. I fault you through on another second chance. On another second glance. It's another second wasted. Speak for yourself but time is too short to care. What do you see in all of this and why do you care so much? Don't you know we can never be friends? But I'm waiting..........and waiting........and waiting..........waiting for you.

You can care but you don't dare - it's just a double image projected for credibility's sake for the stake through your heart. Leaning on the windowsill slipping in another pill just to numb the pain of your brain working overtime on that past part of your soul where you took it all to believe the tall order of your memory dream putting silencers on the guns so that we can have fun. But I'm not waiting.........not waiting..............not waiting.........for you.

Here is here and where the tear puts lives on the past part of it all. End the signal. Transmission is faded jaded nightmare