Channels – SamphaBy Sophisticated, bitter QueenYou’re the ghost in my machineAs I sit at my pianoAnd flick through every channelChanneling those memoriesTrying to put an end to theseI wonder, sitting watch you wonderI see you, manipulate your loverTake cover, waves come crashing over usI go, under…Yes, I’m under your spellWaves comes crashing over meI’m somewhere in open sea, yeah…I’m gasping for airA nemesis an enemyYou’re the crack inside of meAs I’m singing my SopranoStill flicking through the channelsSignal lost and out of rangeYour eyes become the TV screensAs I sit out watch you walk my wayStatic, static on those screens now… www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20