Gloom Balloons from Modern Frenetics by Black Matter Device

Anchor my feet to this earth,
Anything to keep me from floating away again.
I can't stand to lose my grip this time around.

Drown.
Suffocate.

The ocean's waves are washing over me,
The salt stings any open wound.
This liquid fear is filling my lungs.
Human guilt is washing over me.
Please forgive me.

I can't feel anything.
It's as if it was all in my head.
But I could feel them watching me.
Every glance behind me leaving me colder.

I can't feel anything.
It's as if it was all in my head.

As if they didn't give me a choice,
I'm just running around this maze.
There's no exit behind these doors.
No master key to let me out.
I can feel myself leaving my body.

But I could feel them watching me.
Every glance behind me leaving me colder.

Anchor my feet to this earth,
Anything to keep me from floating away again.
I can't stand to lose my grip this time around.

I can't feel anything.

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