Texty: Portishead. Portishead. Humming.

Closer, no hesitation
Give me, all that you have

'Cus it's been so long, that I can't explain
And it's been so wrong, right now, so wrong

Naked, my thoughts are creeping
Too late, the show has begun

And it's been so long, that I can't confess
And it's been so wrong, right now, so wrong

Is it all as it seems, so unresolved, so unredeemed
If I remain, how will I know?

'Cus it's been so long, that I can't be sure
And it's been so wrong, right now, so wrong