So I walked into to the haze And a million dirty waves. Now I see you lying there Like a lilo losing air... air. Black rocks and shoreline surf. Still dead summer I cannot bare. And I wipe the sand from my eyes. [03:07.02 [03:10.87 [01:48.42 [02:07.14 [02:11.19 Now the waves, they drag you down Carry you to broken ground. Now I find you in the sand Wipe you clean with dirty hands. So god damn this boiling space... [03:44.28 [03:47.59 [03:51.45 [03:56.74 'Cos I'm the fury in your head. [05:45.79 It's future rust, it's future dust. [05:24.37 [05:27.75