petrified for the millionth time slowly my soul evaporates
no parachutes no dismal clouds just this fucking space
i know what's coming l'm not working i know what's
coming l'm not working
sweating out intelligence like i don't know what it is
clinging to the microwaves and singing with the
soundwaves i know what's coming l'm not working
i know what's coming l'm not working
delirium on helium i am my own experience
i know what's coming l'm not working i know what's
coming l'm not working l'm not working l'm not working
i'm not working