Begin the sucking sun wakes me up at night.

The ghosts of innocence turns off the light.

and I can't breathe, I'm choking on my lungs.

I can't stay in your space here no more.

You know my name, they know my age.

I heard them laughing when the leader said my name.

I begin to sense a sort of atmosphere

stemming from delusion leading to unusual

visionary consciousness, The Sham-an rest my soul.

No I can't breathe, I'm choking on my lungs.

I can't stay in your space here no more.

Please come in mission control. One Million Light years from her