This verse is chloroform
a chemical to bring you down.
The worst is understood
to be augmented into sound.
I feel the chemicals
erasing melodies in my mind.
And I don't want to know what happened to
the little songs that filled the sky.
Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love
the same song that you saved from the silence.
Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love now.
The chorus then appeared
to be a tad mischievous.
I kept your fantasy
the queen of melody and sound.
We found euphoria
a second late for the songs that have died.
The microphone injected static dreams
the speakers melted us inside.
Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love
the same song that you saved from the silence.
Tell me, tell me it's addicted to the same love now.