I called you on the telephone ´cause i was lonely
I called you up just to hear you
Your eyes i know are a cold cold blue
Pale white skin dead like a mannequin
Seem to fade

Looking and not wanting to come up to date
Like a broken clock
The hand is still
Through the pain i was watching as sound hit my ears
We don´t fit any more
We don´t fit any more
Not the same
Not the same
Not the same, same,same

Ripped up in the shadows
Over and over again

I remember before as your mouth
It touched my face
Small hands grabbing me

Trapped in my thoughts
You repeating like a machine gun
Phantasmagoria
The times pelting me
pelting me

Ripper up in the shadows
over and over again

over and over and over again