Red light, oh no
Someone might see
The black eye clouding
It's tainted all I wish to be
The danger, it must've me
My fault that I'm a branch on a fallen tree
Stills of a fist
Intercut
Fade to black
Silence
Interrupt
Crimson sweat
Warm and wet
Reel scrolls too fast
Bathroom door
Mirror glass
Fractured jaw
Open sore
Wired shut
Film is cut
Brown lines, mascara runs
Slide the shades on
Blue skies too dark
Where's my natural vision gone?
Okay
It's falling through
You accept that
When your world's a blackened hue
It snaps
The opened mind snaps shut