Gawpers by Thom Yorke Lyrics

Telephone
Calling me
Who put all the shit in your head?

Telling things
Saying things
'Till you break
Filthy water bubbles up
Who put all the shit in your head?

Pile it in
Half asleep
Half awake

Let the demons out your head
Let the demons out your head

How they grow
How they stare
How they gawp
But we would like some privacy
Strangled roots becoming trees

How they sit
How they stare
How they gawp

Weave into your dream
Weave into your dream
Weave into your dream
Weave
Weave