tortured by the fate of a masked salesman,now i have met with a terrible fate and now stuck in a eternal limbo with the tortured faces of the damned.
The only difference between you and I is how thick the masks are. Pull the strap and that magic is gone, that comfort is gone. All we're left with is ourselves. How much do you love yourself? How much do you hate yourself?
How many thoughts go through your mind about your perceptions? What is your primary recognition of reality? Is there a reality or is there a home? Is there truly a vision or is there only an illusion?
Inspired by Pogo. This song is currently not official. It can be found here however http://www.youtube.com/wa tch?v=PZw6Bf-sOUY
tortured by the fate of a masked salesman,now i have met with a terrible fate and now stuck in a eternal limbo with the tortured faces of the damned.
nice one
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