HUMAN SLOT RACING

The mysterious ways of life, the human traffic, humans crossroads

Round the corner’s man, you’ll never see, you’ll never reach As you get in the nite HALLUCINATION in this vision Crappy figment of imagination Phantasm due to procrastination Provincialism feeds Nazi grandeur delirium The hilarious ways of life, hollow your mind and break the ice As we sink in the broadband, just drop you aside. A distant sight into your eyes Will make you blind Make a pause and halt your independent life Empathy but not sympathy will rich your mind The Death of Mr. nobody seems not so real but you bar your world back at home loniless is taken in long bottles with seals and you shall live always on your own. It's a warning at the Queen cross Of this constant losts ain't mirth when you alienate yourself Procrastination breeds unhappiness borderline realities create the outlines which i choose to call my fucking life. by what i am not, by what i am not to do, by what i cannot be, by what i cannot have. by these things i crouch This is a litlle boy crouch down in his knees (in the) old factory This is it! Did ya catch a glimpse of this? Wanna you fall alone in a burial of concrete? The mysterious ways of life, the human traffic, humans crossroads Round the corner’s man, you’ll never see, you’ll never reach As you get in the nite HALLUCINATION in this vision Crappy figment of imagination Phantasm due to procrastination Delirium fantastic drug defeat by delusion of grandeur