Petrified for the millionth time slowly my soul evaporates
no parachutes no dismal clouds just this fucking space

I know what's coming i'm not working i know what's
coming i'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 i'm not working
i know what's coming i'm working

Delerium on helium i am my own experience

Iknow what's coming i'm not working i know what's
coming i'm not working i'm not working i'm not working
i'm not working