I'm reverse running. Doesn't mean anything. Running head...long. Why would you even ask? I've forgotten who I am. Snake uncoil...ing. Pressed up to the glass. All the things that you shouldn't ask. But you see through me. It doesn't mean anything. A meaningless plaything. Nervous running. Running contrary ways. Pulling off the anyways. I'm messing up, messing up the balance. Breaking my trajectory. All the toys in the factory. While you all lie down. (x2) I'm skipping back through the tapes. Skipping through the ad breaks. God in heaven. It makes you feel energized. All else is sanitized. And with such joy. Running contrary ways. Pulling off the anyways. I jump back around. I'm reversing. Reverse running. Falling under the horse's feet, all the things that I shouldn't see. And I'm all a blur. (x2) / Animal or bird. (x2) Moving in slow motion. This is gonna mess me up.