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