Lyrics:

Yesterday I got lost in a heat vent twice
I know I should have kept out
But it was too damn enticing
I thought I knew my way back
But must have got turned around
Because the vent I entered into
No longer vent where I remembered

Heating ducts do take me to an
Altered mental state
Where one has trouble breathing air
But no trouble feeling great

To travel inside of a body
Travel inside a vein
If the home is where the heart is
Then the attic is the brain

Like a drain
For the dust
For the pain
For unwanted items

Items in your heat vent
Tend to stay and die for years
Until the day their body crumbles
And give you dusty tears

Filling space you thought so safe
In your room you feel the most
Are you breathing heated air
Or are you breathing heated ghosts?
Oh no.

Now I see it softer than an ice cube
And it's sticking to my tongue
And I see static starts to build
And fingertips are stung
It's like I can taste eclectrons now
Just the slightest hint
I'm still the only one I know
It seems
Who dreams of being lint
Well now I'm lint

I'm no one that important
I'll just collect myself in the corner
Be some sort of tangible form
Of boredom
Sampled, trampled and never very far
From where you are standing

I'll be collected and killed off
Like skins cells
And run off and sneezes
And secrets
And clues
And insects
And refuse
And bleeding
And breathing
And heating
And keeping the secrets bottled
Then fleeing

Sparking exploding head first into Black holes
Digging and digging and digging
And deeper and faster and farther
Than anything that ever lasted
And all that I hear
Is the devil laughing

It keeps me together
It keeps me from blacking out
Whiting out
I always know that he's always right
And he's always right
And he's always here
And he's with me tonight

And although he's losing
And hooked up to tubing
I hear his voice through it
And it sounds like dust
When he musters up
I love you