Silent Screams

{isolated

jangling Rickenbacker guitar arpeggios} {soft room-reverb drum tap} (ahhhh) Another breakfast,

plates start to shake

Can't even breathe without a mistake

Just eat my toast and look at the floor

While they are slamming the kitchen door

{driving eighth-note bass guitar enters}

Turn my headphones up to ten

Here they go again (shouting in background)

{snare drum starts

to roll and build} They're shouting over my head

I'd rather stay in my bed And I can't do a thing

about it now

No, I can't do a thing about it now

{exploding overdriven guitar fuzz} They say I'm lazy,

they say I'm wrong

I write these feelings inside a song

Locked in my bedroom,

staring at walls

Drowning the noise out that fills the halls

{drums drop back to steady beat}

Turn my headphones up to ten

Here they go again (shouting in background) {drum

build

with

crescendo} They're shouting over my head

I'd rather stay in my bed And I can't do a thing

about it now

No, I can't do a thing about it now

{walls of guitar feedback} No, I

can't

do a thing

Nothing at all... {guitars ringing out into feedback} {drums slowing down

to a final stop}