Off My Grid

Talk to me

Through a screen

Talk to me

Like I'm real

Talk to me

Like we are destiny

Waiting.

Sinking.

Stop me swallowing fires

I'm addicted to myself

Got vindictive desires

I've got off my grid

Trapped in death waves beneath the avalanche.

Sinking.

Slow the panic down

Watching time lapse ghosts

And you're watching flowers grow, and die...

We'll scatter ashes where we met you

Throw caution to wind.

You have seeds with new arms, reaching.

Stop me swallowing fires

I'm addicted to myself

Got vindictive desires

I've got off my grid

Trapped in death waves beneath the avalanche.

Sinking.

Stop me swallowing fires

I'm disgusted with myself

Got vindictive desires

I've got off my grid

Trapped in death waves beneath the avalanche.

And sinking.

In the mistrust that I lost

In the loss that I trust

In the times I collapse

It drips like dust

And there's dreams where I'm sleeping

And there's dreams where I don't wake up

Can't stop me swallowing fires

I'm addicted to myself

Got vindictive desires

I've got off my grid

I've got one hand on The Bible

I've got voices in my head

I've got destructive desires

I fell off my grid

I fell off my grid

I fell off my grid

I fell off my grid

I fell off my grid

(Breathe)