vineri, 24 aprilie 2009

Michael : Feel your cell start to shrink ?

Katie : Feel the walls closing in ?

Matt : Compressing your thoughts ?

Jessie : Cramming your brain ?

Emily : Driving you insane ?

Michael : You`ll wish you were dead every so often.

Katie : Your six by eight will be your coffin.

Matt : Nobody will hear.

Jessie : When you scream and cry.

And so i die...
In my six by eigh coffin...
And so i feel the walls of my cell closing in and... I die...

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