Like helium in a lead balloon
Taking up the whole damn room
And drag us down till we meet our doom
Is this what it's like to fly?
Like lithium coursing through my veins
A balancing act not to go insane
Will it ever be the same?
Is this what it's like to sigh?
Mentally, my chemistry's not prepared for this.
Physically, I intrinsically wither and twist.
Periodically, you've got me tabling bliss.
Is this what it's like to die?
It's elemental.
Fundamentally fundamental;
I'm going mental
(Just thinking of you.)
It's simple.
Symbolically crashing cymbals
Our hopes are dwindled.
(Can you see it too?)
Like liquid metal on a warm day
Rising up to fill the space
Make mad hatters change their taste
Is this what it's like to rise?
Like a silicon computer chip
Maybe we're all just a binary blip
And we just need to flip the switch
Or perhaps just give it a try?
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