In a days for days   Let normality blur the vision   Perseverance in trauma   Falter, I ought take it in my stride      See the bitter narcoleptic   Sperm, a downer narcoleptic      I'm bursting with intention   Till the cause hits the horizon   The buck's too hot to handle   When it's there to be passed      See the bitter narcoleptic   Dead eye, red eyed narcoleptic      Construct a weightless world   To hold aloft my shoulders      Actions do speak louder than words   But inaction leaves me undisturbed   Reach a right place, the finer trappings of a   Barely functioning being      Construct a weightless world   To hold aloft my shoulders   [Incomprehensible]