Testo Hide

We're spinning. The thread unwinds and holds me under.
I've lost the time and locked myself inside my room.
Within the walls your company, it keeps me sane. Hypnotized.
I strive to keep a level head.
When I am lost I keep my head in the clouds.
The shelving falls and from the top the ceiling crumbles.
Across my bed we lay sprayed out, I've lost myself.
Beneath the sheets I hide away from all my hunger. Here I'll stay until I wake then repeat.