this doesn't make much sense, think far out but, i'm still locked in. i'm still lost, walking in circles; the floor swallowed me up whole. there's nowhere to go. there's a vulture, on my shoulder; and he's telling me to give in. always hissing, right in my ear like it's coming from my own head. and if i dry up, if i just give up - no, i can't explain why i'm not all here. fixed at zero.