I'm Not Working

Petrified for the millionth time Slowly my soul evaporates No parachutes no dismal clouds Just this fucking space I know what's coming I'm not working I know what's coming I'm not working Sweating out intelligence Like I don't know what it is Clinging to the microwaves And singing with the sound-waves I know what's coming I'm not working I know what's coming I'm not working Delerium on helium I am my own experience I know what's coming I'm not working I know what's coming I'm not working I'm not working I'm not working I'm not working