Harvey Dent
Schizophrenic
Your shattered walls
Paint elastic
As I recall
In a whispered static
You shrink in size
Automatic
The heat and spice

And this truck is taking you nowhere as it's getting dark
And your vision is gradually slipping as you're getting far

Technologic
Now that's a start
Start the engine
On your mark
The way it should be
Just sinking low
Come on and shoot me
With what you know
And the blinds are down and the sun comes in parallel lines
And you're cold as ice but you're telling me you're feeling fine