Gawpers lyrics
by Thom Yorke
Telephone
Calling me
Who put all the sh*t in your head?
Telling things
Saying things
'Till you break
Filthy water bubbles up
Who put all the sh*t in your head?
Pile it in
Half asleep
Half awake
Let the demons out your head
Let the demons out your head
How they grow
How they stare
How they gawp
But we would like some privacy
Strangled roots becoming trees
How they sit
How they stare
How they gawp
Weave into your dream
Weave into your dream
Weave into your dream
Weave
Weave