In the end we will all speak like strokes.
By the sides of our beds well drewl out pieces of MDMA.
At the school we´ll be asked to go home.
To the home we no longer have.
Upon the arrival of a celebrity we´ll que and not get in.
The arrival of death will be a guest-list event where we´ll have drink tickets
Towards the future we´ll realize we´ve allready been here.
Inside a cart on a Ferris wheel.
Beside the real Queen we´ll straighten our shoulders and pray.
Pray for more free drinks and a story to tell.
During the day all will be noon.
After that all will be night.
While masturbating we´ll get burns.
We´ll need to go to the emergency room.
When going to sleep we won´t fall asleep.
Everything will be thoughts in electric shocks.
Being asked what we will miss the most.
We will not know what to say.
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