Hybrid

Calm downs to coma and I'm washed away in sleep
There's a man on the train talking to his feet
All these places sound the same, I've forgotten what I need
Missed my stop again and days turn into weeds
Open up the senses that were holding me back
Wide open spaces where strangers once sat
Fade into blue, I fade into black
I subside, I'm weightless, I'm a panic attack
But I just let go
I just lost control
And everything I am
It's all in my hands
It's all in my hands
What are these standing stones with edges cut to curves
Whitewash the colours and get what I deserve
Drown out the voices and everything I heard
Paralyze the choices, sever all the nerve
Building karma rescue me beneath this hollow sky
If I don't do anything do these rules still apply?
Can't see the danger, can't see the sense