Looks can be deceiving Books can be misleading Infiltrate the center of the cell Interrupt the commerce routes to hell The city scape is esoteric Our truth is multilayered I don't care to understand it Enchanted by a threshold I'll never pass Surrounded by uncertainty I can't relax Hypnotized by mirages Near my cubicle Devoid of propulsion Disorienting synchronicityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
