Текст: Apartment 26. Strike.

The situation is critical.
Evacuate, alarm, strapped down and still.
Flicked switched will detonate;
causing me no harm till I'm cut to size.

I call to memory times I
hold you down like that.

Does anyone believe it's me
that I'm trying to rescue?
There's something like a void I feel,
and I'm dying to tell you.

The situation is critical.
Evacuate, alarm, strapped down and still.
Flicked switched will detonate;
causing me no harm till I'm cut to size.

I call to memory times I
hold you open.

Does anyone believe it's me
that I'm trying to rescue?
There's something like a void I feel,
and I'm dying to tell you.

It's causing us no harm,
so hold me open, calm me down
like that