Lyrics My Silent Phone and Me - The Prosecution

My Silent Phone and Me

Laying on the couch, waiting for the walls to grow even taller
Like the chaos in my head
I myself am getting smaller
Thinkin' 'bout my thoughts, as myself as (?) gets slower
I am crawling into bed
Every move I make gets slower
Clinging to my phone, hoping for the call that helps me feeling better
I’m a living dead
Afraid my torment lasts forever
Listening to the songs that I would love to listen to by your side
By your side
But now it’s too late
I’m sorry for the mistakes I’ve made
Afraid of this to be my fate
It’s too late
It’s too late
My silent phone and me
But it’s too late
Running up and down in my room 'cuz (?)
Silence all around
Teardrops (?)
When I hear the sound of my phone
Yeah it used to ring just like this (?)
It’s not true
'Cuz now it’s too late
I’m sorry for the mistakes I’ve made
Afraid of this to be my fate
It’s too late
It’s too late
My silent phone and me
But it’s too late
It’s too late
It’s too late
I’m sorry for the mistakes I’ve made
Afraid of this to be my fate
It’s too late
It’s too late
My silent phone and me
My silent phone and me
But it’s too late
Now it’s too late
It’s too late
Now it’s too late