Brilliant Red Lights soft comas

between two types of life support
a mirror image of the world becomes explored
and I'm reporting from the stars
can you hear me?
I'm being offered a reward to keep from breathing anymore
when I asked about the wreckage
I'm told theres no connection
I don't mean to intrude
I said no no no! I can't impose
and I don't know how this all goes
I tried to be of use
can you hear me?
I'm being offered a reward to keep from breathing anymore
the lights begin to glow
my eyes start to close
I start to feel it all
the crowd starts to roar
I'm not for this world
I'm not for this world
I'm not for this world
I'm not for this world