Текст песни Get Your Dead Hand off My Shoulder - Therapy?

The toxic glow of this botched city
Hums in time with my nightmares
Murmuring sinister resonance
The shocking and the shaping of air
Trapped in a shivering carcass
Part of a throbbing crowd
Every space is constantly trembling
Stay awake, lights go out

Time speeds up, I get older
Get your dead hand of my shoulder

You are a present absence
Spectral traces everywhere
You set the darkness echoing
Chair creaks, you′re not there
Vibration through my body
It hits my chest and throat
At the point of suffocation I let go

Time speeds up, I get older
Get your dead hand of my shoulder

Deafening whispered threats
Like an unknowable breath
Rising in a hollow swell
Shrill bloody red
All streets are screaming empty
Frequencies sing your ghost
We've had our time together
Now I′ve got to let you go

Time speeds up, I get older
Get your dead hand of my shoulder
Get your dead hand of my shoulder...