Our signal is breaking up.
I'd like to focus my attention on something bigger than my thoughts.
Watch where you point those words. Same saga.
Our hero never wins. (Hardly a hero at all) My eyes won't focus.
I'm standing crooked at the wrong place and wrong time.
Air sweeps through my ears like a vacuum.
Pulling life from view.
Draining me from you.
Welcome to our vacuum.
