Denied

The telephone is ringing, disconnect the line

The tension, oh, it's building but I'm alright

Yeah, I'm alright and the stars are colliding

So you might as well, oh, you might as well let me goThe television is burning, I set it on fire

The wheels, they keep turning but I'm fine

Yeah, I'm fine and what about the questions

We had locked up insideSomewhere, somehow

We've been denied

Hand in hand we walk behind pretending

Defending while our souls our tiedIt's only the third hour, my conscience subsides

But something will remind that you lied

Yeah, you lied and what about the consequences?

This can't be right