Hold your breath, dear    This ship is going down    We're all downhill    Running with our timebombs    These shins are cracked and splintered    These lips are crusted shut    These squinting eyes just sting me    These veins are drying me up       All my limbs    They're just tools    We're all stilted vechiles    These joints rust    These pores leak    Time gets selfish    Time is SPEED       The sweetest dreams... have murdered me. They murdered me. They murdered me.       Like the fear of unskilled labor in the nuclear family    It's the nightmare of digression that engulfs a history       All my limbs    They're just tools    Duplicated, mass produced    Running down    Losing speed    Time escapes us    Timing's everything.    Everything.       Everything... This is the tic in the heart    Everything... This is the beating of the clock    Everything... This is an absent blood clot    Everything... These are the seconds that I've lost    Everything... This is the slow-rush hour    Everything's so rushed (This is the slow-rush... hour)    Everything... This is the slow rush.