I see everything I passnit's swallowed and vanishednis there something swallowing me when I pass you?nhave you even noticed?nni've been finding comfort in accidental ordernand feeling let down when I recreate it nbecause the act is conscious.nnand i've learned a trick or twonso that I can't lose.nand when they tackle me and hold me down so I can't move,nnI'll be goin swimmin.nnwhatever one could do to breach a boundary between two,nit always seems to end up with somebody's swingin and tumblin.nni've been seeking out strangers and remembering themnto fantasize violence and lovenbecause I'll never get to know them.nnand i've been examining my freedom since the day I was born,nso when they tackle me and hold me down so I can't move,nnI'll be goin swimmin.