I find myself in the same place again With floors and stairs across the walls It's like a courtyard under glass ceilings And there's no way to go? Outside Nobody's watching me Turn around, lean out of the balustrade? Something is guiding me Through an endless corridor Is everything real? The elevator in the final room A metal square without walls In asymmetrical trajectories Vertical movements through trapdoorsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
