Cut the Cord Video (MV)

I dream of situations where i'm trapped or find myself
In a panic trying to find my way out or the answer
It seems I always have a phone and help lies with someone if I can just call them
The problem is I can never see the number or my fingers are crippled
Or the call fails or the battery is dead or some other circumstance
That prevets the use of my device
I often wonder what this means and what would unfold
If I could just take control and dial the right number who would be on the other end
Call me because I lost your number or I never really saved it to my phone
I'm letting go of this scenic world, what's really left behind when we are gone
Each and Every breath in and out of my chest I take in and give it back with every ounce
I never wanted anything
Antiquated attitudes and obsolete points of view
Eyes focused on the tube, screens loosening the glue
I never wanted anything
Every time I wake up it's such a desperate feeling my knees are all weak and my legs tremble
I'm covered in a cold sweat
Twenty questions run through my head
Each one makes less sense than the last
I wonder what I just dreamt as the memory quickly fades
And the questions are now losing grip twenty to one
The only thing I'm left with is the overwhelming feeling of fear
And the clear visions of the answer but I had lost sight of all the questions
Tumbling over your cells
Stumbling over your cells
In the end I find myself back in bed wondering what it all means
Hoping that i dont die early or watch my beauty die before me
I dont think I could handle something of such loss
I sleep and dream once again
I'm probably givin all of the answers to everything but when I wake
It quickly becomes past tense
But still I wonder, would pick up