I'm Not Working

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



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



Delerium on helium

I am my own experience



I know what's coming

I'm not working