I've been talking to myself for hours now
this is the end of my way, my very last try.
My head's floating over the ruins of my very robotic body.
This place's as dark as the night.
I know I'll never come back to the normality I used to hate before.
I have written a story about reality like a secret diary, the shelter I need
I guess that time has come to shout, Is there anything else I could think about ?
I want to get out ! I want to get out from this funeral maze, forever out of this place.
I've been scratching the wood for hours now, I just can't go on like this I'm much too tired.
I'd rather sleep for a while and have a little rest, time is all I have.
Or do I belong to time ?
Worms are waiting for the flesh to rot.
this is the end of my way, my very last try.
My head's floating over the ruins of my very robotic body.
This place's as dark as the night.
I know I'll never come back to the normality I used to hate before.
I have written a story about reality like a secret diary, the shelter I need
I guess that time has come to shout, Is there anything else I could think about ?
I want to get out ! I want to get out from this funeral maze, forever out of this place.
I've been scratching the wood for hours now, I just can't go on like this I'm much too tired.
I'd rather sleep for a while and have a little rest, time is all I have.
Or do I belong to time ?
Worms are waiting for the flesh to rot.
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