Текст:

Frgt/10:
we're stuck in a place so dark, you could hardly see
a manner of matter that splits with the words i breathe
and as the rain drips acidic questions around me
i block out the sight of the powers that be
duck away into the darkness, times up
i wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut
so tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
and the eyes ease open and it's dark again
from the top to the bottom
bottom to top i stop
at the core, i'm forgotten
in the middle of my thoughts
taken far from my safety
the picture's there
the memory won't escape me
by why should i care
in the memory you'll find me
eyes burning up
the darkness holding me tightly
until the sun rises up...
listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs