I hate living like this
Walled in by white noise
At night, to the beats of techno
While we dance ourselves into a stupor
I dream of silence.
In this press of pale skin and glazed eyes
I resonate to your vibrations
Lost in a blur of techno heartbeats
In the calm before the morning storm
I am slipping away
Don't be afraid, don't run
It was just a stupid dream, I'm fine
I'm fine, shut up and dance,
Grind yourself away with the techno subsonics
I want to taste the limits of hearing
I've misplaced my trust in sanity
Let me collapse and take me home
I want to dream in your arms tonight.

2 March 2001

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