«I dream in emails, worn out phrases Mile after mile of just empty pagesI dream in emails, worn out phrases Mile after mile of just empty pages
«Who are you, what are you living for Tooth for tooth, maybe we'll go one more This life, is lived in perfect symmetry What I do, that will be done to meWho are you, what are you living for Tooth for tooth, maybe we'll go one more This life, is lived in perfect symmetry What I do, that will be done to me
