Microwaves Video (MV)

Outrunning time as if it's a sentence
Serving the creation in only the mind
Decide not to and don't know all
Dig the grave and in we fall
Again over love a cheap interpretation
Of manifestations and dirt in your head
The endless scroll a bloodless communion
To stare at and please your sick apprehension
Only in it for yourself
Who else is there
Oh, right, how could I forget? tell me again how you really feel
Under all that weight with nothing to waste
In a funhouse full of your selves