Dialing In Lyrics by Thom Yorke
Telephone
Calling me
Who put all that *** in your head?
Saying things
Telling things
‘Till you break
Filthy water
Bubbles up
Who put all that *** in your head?
Dialing in
Half asleep
Half awake
Let the demons out your head
Let the demons out your head
How they sit
How they stare
How they gawp
We would like some privacy
Strangled roots that become trees
How they sit
How they stare
How they gawp
Leaves in the trees
The leaves
The leaves in the trees
The leaves