Ooooh
A story still to reveal, don't say how it ends
Montage black white and red, up and down stairs
In labyrinths we play our parts til they're on the floor
Exposure shines on shadows
I will catch you caching me frame after frame
Pocket knife snug in your palm, my neck in your hands
A projection up on the wall, you can't look away
Expose your heart in shadows
They can be seen in the hidden cinema
They can be seen in the hidden cinema
Hidden cinema