"Rapid Movements In A Bottle" lyrics

Rapid movements, piled up mail
A knock in the engine, sputtering smoke and fumes, forcing out air
Swarming flies on a rotting apple sitting right there in the middle
Haven't had a single moment not for yourself

Took off ten times this past year for a perfect place
Always ended up in a sterilized room with "Message in a Bottle" stuck on repeat
Never could stand that song

And it's always the same fucking hands holding the leash every moment that you go