Understand the reality of the frame And the need to pull in all that exists to it Listen to the world's hum And the serial killers that heard it Stay alive for the colors that have no name Circumvent, breathe in the sulfates Test the threshold The envelope of pain Blue nine Pulling me down again Blue nine Penetrate the matrix of the senses Falling through the neon and the carbon Realized the horror and the loss Succumbed to the id and the grandeur Only seconds before you do it again Only minutes until the gas caresses Test the threshold The envelope of pain Blue nine Pulling me down again Blue nine It's only a tic