The Dark Side Of Indoor Track Meets Testo

Such fluorescent, you must wonder how I sleep, shaking spells end, as the cuts lined up my knees.
I guess I'm weightless, as I tape my eyelids up, but now I wonder that I may have ran too far.
Watch me float by, a bending, arched and sweeping sight, now play it backwards, and I swear you will see me misty-eyed.
Far.
If there's complications, Pull the plug out! Pull the plug out! (x4)
(piano)
Far.