Our signal is breaking up.
  I'd like to focus my attention on something bigger than my thoughts.
  Watch where you point those words. Same saga.
  Our hero never wins. (Hardly a hero at all) My eyes won't focus.
  I'm standing crooked at the wrong place and wrong time.
  Air sweeps through my ears like a vacuum.
  Pulling life from view.
  Draining me from you.
  Welcome to our vacuum.