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2008 - Capital Wah CD

Isolate

Hand me the phone, I need to know
It's cold out there
And the night is kissin' my face
There ain't nothin' more
That I can do
There ain't nothin' more
It's gettin' too late
Take what you can
And run with it fast
Make sure you don't forget
You ain't comin' back

I don't understand your Isolation
When I can give you my own sanctity
I don't like your Isolation
No, no, no

Hand me the phone, I'm still alone
It's cold out there
And the air has got real thin
I don't believe it's happened to me
I don't understand
Where did I go wrong?
And run with it fast
Make sure you don't forget
You ain't comin' back

I don't understand your Isolation
I don't like this fool
You've made from me
No, no, no - No, no, no

I don't understand your Isolation
I don't like this fool
You've made from me
No, no, no
I don't understand your Isolation
When I can give you my own sanctity

I don't like your Isolation
I don't like your Isolation
I don't like your Isolation
I don't like your Isolation