Hall of Horrors

Pick up the phone
It’s been ringing for hours
Pick out the songs
They’ve grown deeper inside
Oh, I suppose
I’m going in circles
Well, I suppose
It’s all distorted
A mirrored hall of horrors
I’m lost without you
How are you now?
It feels like it’s been years
How are your folks?
How I miss your folks
A mirrored hall of horrors
I’m lost without you
Pick up the phone
I fear we didn’t try
I suppose
It’s getting better
Well, I suppose
But it’s still distorted
A mirrored hall of horrors
I’m lost without you
A mirrored hall of horrors
I’m lost without you
I’m lost without you
I’m lost