The dark side of indoo track meets

Such fluorescent, you must wonder how I sleep
Shaking spells end, as the cuts lined up my knees

I guess I'm weightless as I tape my eyelids up
But now I wonder that I may have ran too far

Watch me float by, a bending, arched and sweeping sight
Now play it backwards, and I swear you will see me misty-eyed

If there's complications, pull the plug out
Pull the plug out