I lost my train of thought
The order to chaos I sort
Slow pulsing, Muscles clenching
A flood droned surrealism
A sweaty mist of melting time
Slow blood gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse
Been falling down this spiral staircase
Hallucinated my face
Distorted worlds hanging off my finger tips
You hanging off my finger tips, merging into tomorrow
You ain't a problem, so f*ck ya
But then again; gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse
Behind your face
Behind your face
Behind your face
Behind your face
Hanging on to this world by your finger tips
Hanging on to this world by your finger tips