Static on the Line

Twist and turn Some things I can never learn Scratch and burn Leaving me with no concern Grasp and churn Clouding all that I deserve In the spaces between Our inner consciousness is seen In the spaces between We're all displayed as obscene To divide the mainstream I can hear the static on the line The static on the line Twist and turn Scratch and burn Twist and turn I can hear the static on line I hear the static on the line