Lyrics

You unplugged this information When you put pen to paper You wrote it ten times to amend it later Before it became the wall Then you started to scream And the world was in a mess You made your peace Reflected in the stillness You let loose at the publishing house With your back catalogue of spells You swore ten times that there was nothing wrong And that all was well Then you started to scream And the world was in a mess You made your peace Reflected in the stillness Then you started to scream And the world was in a mess You made your peace Reflected in the stillness Then you started to scream And the world was in a mess You made your peace Reflected in the stillness