You know you ain't going nowhere you're stuck inside
   while the mind is flying you said you'd help
   me in the morning twisting on pins into my
   eyes and we driving on the ceiling below
   you... facin' up the walls with your crocked hands
   while you're miles away I don't think at all
   end up like this there's spiders on the
   wall and they stink of piss dead heads
   lying in the corner staring at me making me
   feel BAD I put my hands up to my eyes
   but the holes in my palms let me find a way
   to corner you
   I can't feel my chest because it ain't much
   sucking through my skin into my BRAIN
   oxygen pushing on the window cracks in the glass let it slip away
   I start to cry and I keep on laughing
   I close my eyes at what's left inside
   and then i'll ran away
  
   For all the time this land
   for all the time in my hand
   slip around
   (...
   ...)
   once again
  
   Razor blades floating in the warm bath air bubbles in your veins turning
   my hands black whispers coming from the next room
   window cleaner keeps on SPYING I put my hands up
   to my eyes but the HOLES in my PALMS let me find
   a way to corner me twelve (12) hammer for
  
   My breakfast slipping of the edge in catatonic
   blood multiple decibel inscriptions trying all they
   can in miles an hour ... face
   grey and looming downwards
   sniffing ALL THE TIME for a ounce
   of silence screaming all the way numbers
   counting down inside me
   solar system thoughts circle
   round my HEAD false teeth hanging
   from the ceiling feet looking of the goms
   of the 2nd son I eat
   my hands cos my legs are crying you
   BROKE my neck cause i
   snapped my spine I wish you would
   die away to all the time in this land
   and all the time in my hands circle
   round in depth found calmness
   fall once again