I woke alone, in a mansion on a hill
Across the room, a red telephone
Mouth was dry, I felt I'd been asleep for years
I turned and I discovered then the sum of all my fears
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
Through the glass, the clouds were dark and harbored rain
The land below was grey and vast
And through the mist, I saw the fields were flush with graves
And each headstone was etched with lies discrediting the brave
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
Son, imitate death's true face
For who and what and why'd they have to die?
Son, imitate death's true face
For who and what and why'd they have to die?
Why'd they have to die?
Someone wake me up!
Red Telephone Video (MV)
Performed By: Thrice
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Edward Carrington Breckenridge, James Riley Breckenridge, Dustin Michael Kensrue, Teranishi Teppei
Thrice - Red Telephone Lyrics
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I woke alone, in a mansion on a hill
Across the room, a red telephone
Mouth was dry, I felt I'd been asleep for years
I turned and I discovered then the sum of all my fears
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
Through the glass, the clouds were dark and harbored rain
The land below was grey and vast
And through the mist, I saw the fields were flush with graves
And each headstone was etched with lies discrediting the brave
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
Son, imitate death's true face
For who and what and why'd they have to die?
Son, imitate death's true face
For who and what and why'd they have to die?
Why'd they have to die?
Someone wake me up!
Across the room, a red telephone
Mouth was dry, I felt I'd been asleep for years
I turned and I discovered then the sum of all my fears
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
Through the glass, the clouds were dark and harbored rain
The land below was grey and vast
And through the mist, I saw the fields were flush with graves
And each headstone was etched with lies discrediting the brave
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
What have I become?
Someone tell me that I'm dreaming
What have I become?
Someone wake me up
Son, imitate death's true face
For who and what and why'd they have to die?
Son, imitate death's true face
For who and what and why'd they have to die?
Why'd they have to die?
Someone wake me up!
Writer: Edward Carrington Breckenridge, James Riley Breckenridge, Dustin Michael Kensrue, Teranishi Teppei
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing