C:\dos\run
run dos run
-it was funny at the time, and it's still funny to those computer geeks who get it. So byte us....byte us all, you beer-swilling piece of Atari garbage.
Conception of this asylum
I fall to the floor
I'm trapped in this memory
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you now
You, now I see
Even when I close my eyes
Protrayl of these precious illusions
Seeks me, finds me
My identity is manifested
Intimacy validate me
Angry voices under a sky of dust
A question of broken trust
Shut the door and open up my mind
Another wave of tension has more
than filled me up.