Music For Strobe Lights.

wait. i can't breathe properly. this voice is a harness, this motion's lost gravity, now. moving through ebony, holding back notions just to watch what i say so i'm told, i, can't seem to get to you, moving slow motion just to watch as it all slips away, i'm fiening for energy, holding back closeness just to watch as it all washes away. no, it's not dangerous for me to breathe. waking up is harder than it seems to be. just because. quicker pace, my heart seems to go but it's moving through oceans & up through the treetops & then, it falls to your feet because moving slow motion is much like, well, drowning at sea. weren't you ready? you were already gone, but you are still wide awake. wash away. fade away, washed away, fade awake.