Diary Of Dreams PaniK
Đóng góp: Radical impulse
invading present thinking.
Dead end dreams
sore throat from all these lies.
Liberty, dignity
one nasty ego.
We thought we had a choice
panik manifesto.
Angel, how much longer...
Angel, how much further...
...until your sweet cocoon?
I scribble on the ceiling,
on the walls and on the floor.
I shiver in the corner,
cause I forgot to lock the door.
Deleted memories of false identities,
unfortu nately I
did never say good-bye.
invading present thinking.
Dead end dreams
sore throat from all these lies.
Liberty, dignity
one nasty ego.
We thought we had a choice
panik manifesto.
Angel, how much longer...
Angel, how much further...
...until your sweet cocoon?
I scribble on the ceiling,
on the walls and on the floor.
I shiver in the corner,
cause I forgot to lock the door.
Deleted memories of false identities,
unfortu nately I
did never say good-bye.
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