Begin the sucking sun wakes me up at night. The ghosts of innocence turns off the light. and I can't breathe, I'm choking on my lungs. I can't stay in your space here no more. You know my name, they know my age. I heard them laughing when the leader said my name. I begin to sense a sort of atmosphere stemming from delusion leading to unusual visionary consciousness, The Sham-an rest my soul. No I can't breathe, I'm choking on my lungs. I can't stay in your space here no more. Please come in mission control. One Million Light years from her