A bright red light Sweat precipitates Arms clamped, gazing upon another unsettling hue
The scent of menthol flavored coffee lingers
Stomach worms, skin warms Until it all turns blue Her face, her smile makes you wanna code
I think I've forgotten about you Trapped in a place I can't get through
Memories are for the weak Thoughts exist to serve They will not control me The I and the He confused Get to the coding station now Fix your life with an eraser The pain sits in your memory Cut it out with a laser knife Code, code, code it all awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
