Somebody tell me what to say
My trapped messenger
You hear it huff, don't let it in
My trapped messenger
Haven't got a clue what's happening
All dark tunneling
And at the twist you crumble in
Water funneling
I got my implant, bulletproof glass to keep my mindstate here in this factory
I got my colourful magazines
Give me fast relief, give me prozac please, give me anything
I never asked for answering
You're not listening
Haven't got time for pondering
You're not listening
I got my implant, bulletproof glass to keep my mind asleep in this factory
I got my colourful magazines
Give me fast relief, give me prozac please, give me anything
I've got my dumbstruck legacy
My trapped messenger
A victim of society
My trapped messenger
I got my implant
I got my bulletproof glass
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
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