Petrified for the millionth time slowly my soul evaporates no parachutes no dismal clouds just this fucking space I know what's coming i'm not working i know what's coming i'm not working Sweating out intelligence like i don't know what it is clinging to the microwaves and singing with the soundwaves i know what's coming i'm not working i know what's coming i'm working Delerium on helium i am my own experience Iknow what's coming i'm not working i know what's coming i'm not working i'm not working i'm not working i'm not working