.


                        ( are you a kid ?
                                                         How come you ain't dead ? --

Oh
I get it

Yer dead
INSIDE ! )

)(

we

                                                    ( Images in lonely songs)

so in love with --- possibility

So afraid of ---authority

We

Touch some part of each other

Then hide

•

Oh the preying eyes !

The hatred palpitating from

This sick debased society

)(

( quiet  

THEY  are listening ! )

/::./

but still

YOU MUST STOP PRETENDING

AND TRULY LOVE

)(

The initial lonliness !

Such .pain !

But still

YOU MUST STOP PRETENDING

AND TRULY LOVE

)(

even here in the bowels of the DEATH MACHINE