Bent down to stand still for a while Pieces are keeping broken In the blue I've got a letterbox I'd never check Throwing a day to the incinerators In the blue, In the midst of noon Bent down to fling, fling to the floor Clocks are ticking, slowly fast Ceilings and floors keep getting closer I'll breathe down your neck all the walls attached But can't have you intervening Pinned down to see all my teeth are fine Now I enter a room inside my room Been there following color pinned eye me Try stop staggering and try to stand still To get a hold yourself fast I'll breathe down your neck all the walls attached But can't have you intervening