Slipping Through Truths

(mmm-hmm, yeah)

Lately my shadow's walking on its own

I dial my number on an empty phone

The walls are breathing in a steady sigh

I watch the ceiling tiles begin to fly

Is this a dream or is it real?

I'm losing touch with what to feel

(feeling nothing)

I'm slipping through the cracks of the floor

Can't find the handle on the front door

Reality is spinning out of frame I

call my own voice but it forgets my name (oh no,

it forgets my name)

I touch the glass but it's like liquid gold

I hold a memory that's growing cold

The ticking clock is running in reverse

I try to speak but everything's slurred

Gravity, where did you go?

(where'd you

go?) Everything's moving in slow motion

Lost in

the static

(static... static...) Just slipping away