Attack this jack with some heat of my own
Stay independent while your reference all the best of my decay
Here's some feedback on your handle of directivity: seems you've reversed polarity, and this distortion is abhorred
But I can't get down any more than I am
We could change the phase, put our heartbeats back in time
And I'll feel the ceiling smile, or at least it will in my head
Refract like this and peak my sensitivity
Reflect responses given
But that won't gain a cut in range of when this cycle starts again
I've had enough of this impulse to resonate these awful words
But I can't shake it
We could change the phase, put our heartbeats back in time
And we'll feel the ceiling smile, and I'll feel my head echo with the sweet timbre of amour and amity
The pleas roll off my tongue in waves, passive actions that get thrown away
I can't even speak anymore It's like I never, ever had a voice at all
And your crying, deceiving, and chronic misleading, I can't even sleep anymore
Please just come and sing with me, I can't sing alone
We could change the phase, put our heartbeats back in time
And I'll feel the ceiling and He'll send his love down
We'll pick it up proud and cut these levels out, get back a little amity