2020.08.21.
A Frame of Mind
As the man I am, I dislikeMore purities and feelings send
Into the ecstasy I hate
Nobody controls me
Maybe it's because nobody wants to
Anyway
They watch the terror
In a maze full of gray we shall rest
Incomplete, fictive mirror
Enchanting the way, I do at my best
When a man disconnects, he will lie
A tale telling mayhem inquiries leading
The poor suckers brain
I'm one of those men
But hey then again: Who's to say
Grey is coming, a broken frame
On the cross, my mirror
Unattended my body decays
A future loss, aching nearer
Soon I'll meet the boss
It was one thing or another, I thought it was one thing or another with...
I played completely wrong, I only thought of that doll there
Haha
I think... didn't you notice how many riffs I played wrong?
Yeah, OK