Cellphones

I see people with their cell phones on
I'm talking about them devil's guns
And it's just a matter of our time until we're gone
I see these beautiful lonesome girls
Talking to their lonesome worlds
And they're all tipping back to hell on their own
Find the better part of love
Turn the volume up and run
Sleep along with the moon and the sun
Cause it's one way ticket run for you and I
I see people need their cell phone fuels
Stalking for that old girl from school
Now she's 45 with a man, she likes U2
I'm better lost then your loss to be found
I'm no better than your sweetest lie
And we're all tipping back to hell on our own
Find the better part of love
Turn the volume up and run
Sleep along with the moon and the sun
Cause it's one way ticket run for you and I



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Writer(s): Andras Aron
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