
[Opening – spoken, completely dry] I always wanted to know what a drug trip feels like. Letting go. Seeing things differently. Colors getting brighter. Walls moving. Seeing things that aren't really there. Sounds interesting. I tried it once. Alcohol. Weed. Winter. Fell asleep outside. ... Not great. [Pause] For a while, I had an online game. I planned my days around it. Wake up. Log in. Daily objectives. Quests. Rewards. One more round. ... Also not particularly healthy. [Beat begins] But these days? I don't need any of that. I have sleep deprivation. [Verse – quiet, conversational] Three hours of sleep. Coffee. A cigarette. More coffee. Another cigarette. And eventually my brain starts making decisions for me. The clock is ticking. Too loud. The refrigerator is humming. Why is the refrigerator so aggressive? The light is flickering. Or my eyes are. Hard to tell. I haven't taken anything. [Build] NOTHING. NO DRUGS. NOTHING. Just coffee. Lack of sleep. And apparently too much time inside my own head. [First eruption – raw spoken voice] I TOOK NOTHING! I SWEAR! I'M SOBER! THE WALL IS MOVING! ... No. It isn't. [Pause] Is it? [Verse – faster, increasingly unstable] I close my eyes. Dark. I open them. Room. Everything normal. I close them again. Room. Good. That works. I hear a noise. What was that? Nothing. A noise. Obviously. Everything makes noises. Why have I never heard that one before? [Pause] I took nothing. [Bridge – quiet] Maybe you don't need drugs. Maybe all you need is to stay awake too long. Think too much. Sleep too little. And eventually your brain starts writing its own rules. [Music shifts] The floor feels strange. The ceiling feels too low. My heartbeat is too loud. Time is moving backwards. Or forwards. I don't know. [Explosion – spoken, furious] I TOOK NOTHING! BUT SOMETHING IS HAPPENING! [Everything stops] [Spoken, completely calm] I'm making tea. [Pause] The kettle sounds suspicious. [Outro – very quiet] No drugs. No visions. No enlightenment. No higher meaning. Just me. Coffee. A cigarette. Sleep deprivation. And a brain that apparently decided to make its own movie tonight. [Pause] ... Still pretty interesting. [Final hit] NOTHING TAKEN.

