Sloumo — H Y P N O T I C N O I R

Regarded
The sky is bleeding blue oh
Hold on one.
The grid is alive
Rain washes the code from the tired eyes.
This city's a cage built of neon lights.
Your shadow dissolves into
Digital smoke.
A beautiful promise we made.
And we broke headlights.
Cut
Through the heavy blackness
We're trapped in a normal that should
Not exist.
But no more.
We are lost in a
Foreign design
Crossed wires on a broken timeline
Current running through my pale skin