Walls are spinning, and I
Can't make my mind up
Think I've been here before
Is my time up?
So rich, so true
So dead, so you
You're too far to see
I can't feel my feet
Don't let them hear you breathe
Don't let them hear you
Information overload
Incoherent and sinking
Static in my brain
And I'm here thinking
So rich, so true
So dead, so you
You're too far to see
I can't feel my feet
Don't let them hear you breathe
Don't let them hear you