Threat Letter Typewriter

Scattered on a satin bed
Body parts without a head
I cannot function when you’re not around
So push it up to raise the dead
Out of words and out of breath
I cannot function when you’re not around
And when I’m tired of walking alone
I put my headphones on
And when it’s time to get out of it all
I put my headphones on
And when it feels like everything’s wrong
I put my headphones on
And when it’s time to get out of it all
I don’t want to listen to the static on the radio
Dancing through the tower blocks
Snare drum hits like handgun shots
I cannot function when you’re not around
A guillotine to make a cut
Now push it louder, don’t ever stop
I cannot function when you’re not around
And when I’m tired of walking alone
I put my headphones on
And when it’s time to get out of it all
I put my headphones on
And when it feels like everything’s wrong
I put my headphones on
And when it’s time to get out of it all
I don’t want to listen to the static on the radio
Climbing up the wall of sleep
Sliding on the surfaces
Put the music loud enough to raise the dead
Now build it up until my ears burn
My body drops into another world
Put the music loud enough to raise the dead
And when I’m tired of walking alone
I put my headphones on
And when it’s time to get out of it all
I put my headphones on
And when it feels like everything’s wrong
I put my headphones on
And when it’s time to get out of it all
That’s when the sound goes…