Kuinka ruokkisitte...

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "

Itsepähän olet kuoppasi kaivanut. Olet päätöstesi vanki. Kaikki on vain suurta teatteria ja kulisseja. Voit vielä päästä pois tästä oravanpyörästä. Ota vain rohkeasti yhteyttä
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et ole yksin.