Contact

Think of who you are..

The planchette is the heart that speaks through you

Right on que..

Time and time again, you fail to find a friend to see you through

That's on you..

 

Chorus:

You're making contact

You're making contact

Is that a contract?

You're making contact

 

A thinly covered veil, divides us from the paleness of our youth

Time is cruel.

How precious to know, that death is just a prelude to the truth

Step on through..

 

Chorus: 

You're making contact 

You're making contact 

You know you want that

You're making contact

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