paroles de chanson Don't Call Me - Klopfenpop

Don't try to call me, don't leave a message
It's three in the morning and you're drunk dialing questions
Banging on the ear drums, guess who's listening to you get
Through another jabber-jaw session
I hit the pillow kind of high feeling mellow
Worked all day body obviously Jell-o, but
Hello, can't even roll into the REM state
Cell phone resonate, you need a friend to ventilate
Fuck, can't it wait? I just got comfortable
Just got the pillows how I like it and it's wonderful
I lied, there's only one obstacle
To make it all justified in my eyes accountable, so

You call me in the daytime
I'll laugh and nod and smile and shake my head
But don't call me at three in the morning
Unless you're dealing with the living dead, I said
Don't call unless it's zombies
Don't wake me up unless it's finally true
You want to talk about your boyfriend and his friends, that's cool
If they're not scratching at your door, then save it for the afternoon

I want to hear you say you need me around
I want to hear the chainsaws in the background
I want to hear you saying that the dead are alive,
You need me to survive, I'll come along for the ride
Really, it better be a full on invasion,
Damn cute's not a valid open invitation to
Anytime minutes to moan, bitch, and cuss
I need dead tissue and guts, infected cuts
It's not much, but I do have my reasons
Been pretty damn busy all evening
I'm not talking feelings, I'm gonna lay low
Unless skin's peeling off like it's Play-Doh

You call me in the daytime
I'll laugh and nod and smile and shake my head
But don't call me at three in the morning
Unless you're dealing with the living dead, I said
Don't call unless it's zombies
Don't wake me up unless it's finally true
You want to talk about your girlfriend and her friends, that's cool
If they're not scratching at your door, then save it for the afternoon

Don't call late unless a blatant case of brain rot
Makes your dad grab your mom and bite until her veins pop
And don't call at a quarter to four unless
Tie dye gore stains are dripping down your tank top
Over lunch, we can talk about the issues,
Who you hate date and table waiting in your new shoes
Rent due, plus science and the news, no
Voodoo, swine flu, radiated toxic goop,
Instead I'm up and it's the same old nonsense
Same old content, same old problems
Think twice if you're dialing my phone
If you can't see a zombie, then leave me the fuck alone

You call me in the daytime
I'll laugh and nod and smile and shake my head
But don't call me at three in the morning
Unless you're dealing with the living dead, I said
Don't call unless it's zombies
Don't wake me up unless it's finally true
You want to talk about your boyfriend and girlfriends, that's cool
If they're not scratching at your door, then save it for the afternoon