Punch in Learn to accept This drone state Eyes look dead Creeping ahead Close it all out and step out your head Better off drowned Than sunk in dirt Air is so thick Insides hurt Taking form as it leaves out your meat Can you feel it Reaching out For something real Eating us thin Slowly, panic is setting in Name all your demons and step out your head Can you feel it reaching out It's a sinking feeling Floor to ceiling A black hole nothing That becomes my coffin Yeah