Being connected is so complex
I've trapped my screams in a biscuit tin and..
I put my head back, let out a slow whine
Endless drumming wrapped around my spine

There's no excuse for wanting to flee
Irritation, all this energy
oh-oh-oh overwhelm me
Prisoner of light, growing..growing

Thunderstorm in an atom
Numbness creeping up my thigh
Electrical, hysterical
There's a ghost in my lullaby