Air so heavy, almost unbreathable The heat from a single light bulb seems to swell the brain Paranoia Repressed, Revisited!! My accusers take new form Pledging with the bricks, who have taken more ground with each glance They have found me again Resting on a new leaf unrattled and not without scars
They wanted to know, I have nothing to say.
Light in my face, thorns in my nails, still, I have nothing to say.
Interrogation.
No questions if there is not an answer.
Do it again.
Great
Georg
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Light in my face, thorns in my nails, still, I have nothing to say.
Interrogation.
No questions if there is not an answer.
Do it again.
Great
Georg