Texty: Emanuel. Soundtrack To A Headrush. Dislocated.

I watched the cars collide. It shattered glass and stopped time.
Stealing my sight. Blinding my eyes.
Our bodies disconnect.
Struggle you are trapped there.
Gasping for air.
Abused.
These hearts are lead and sinking down.
Under the ground.
Tonight, we are all in.
Let go. This is the end.
Tonight, we are all in.
Tell me you're there.
Brighter than aircraft lights cutting into the night.
Climbing so high. In the blank sky.
We waited our whole lives, for this moment to burn.
Our immolation.
Consumed.
Smoke signals to a greater cause.
The message was lost.
Dislocated watching myself die.
Dislocated. Tonight