Escaping Collections of brainwaves in an empty hotel bathtub I’m resting
Examining An arm full of embers in a vast river of lovers I’m sinking
Envisioning A girl filled with demons in a cold hospital bed I’m reaching
You try and pull me in like you’re getting under my skin You try and pull me in like you’re getting under my skin But I don’t feel it
Envisioning My dreams in a disastrous bedroom I’m sleeping
And Entering A heart that is freezing in a room with no ceilings I’m searching
Erasing Everything I think and replace it with all that I’m learning
You try and pull me in like you’re getting under my skin You try and pull me in like you’re getting under my skin But I don’t feel it But I don’t feel it.