Red light, oh no    Someone might see    The black eye clouding    It's tainted all I wish to be    The danger, it must've me    My fault that I'm a branch on a fallen tree    Stills of a fist    Intercut    Fade to black    Silence    Interrupt    Crimson sweat    Warm and wet    Reel scrolls too fast    Bathroom door    Mirror glass    Fractured jaw    Open sore    Wired shut    Film is cut    Brown lines, mascara runs    Slide the shades on    Blue skies too dark    Where's my natural vision gone?    Okay    It's falling through    You accept that    When your world's a blackened hue    It snaps    The opened mind snaps shut