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