Texty: Portishead. Humming.

Closer,
No hesitation,
Give me,
All that you have.

And it's been so long,
That I can't explain
And it's been so long,
Right now,so wrong.

Naked,
My thoughts are creeping,
Too late,
The show has begun.

'Cause it's been so long,
That I can't confess,
And it's been so long,
Right now so wrong.

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

'Cause it's been so long,
That I can't be sure,
And it's been so wrong,
Right now, so wrong