Nowhere to move No fucking place to go to Around and around, still no goal is found In my private merry-go-round
I am being abused... I am all alone... My emotions... Are being torn...
No origin Nor destination Just the plane of sanity I am going under In my intimate roller-coaster
I am being abused... I am all alone... My feelings... Have been killed...
No way to win Impossible to beat The slot-machines of utter darkness Or the pinball games of pain
My thoughts can not move Emotions won't run The inner self, it's stuck in the memories Which can not be found Tied into all of these, These horrifying machines The park of ultimate self abusement... Can guarantee a total internal torment
Yaah Nowhere to move No fucking place to go to Around and around, still no goal is found In my private merry-go-round No origin Nor destination Just the plane of sanity I am going under In my intimate roller-coasterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
