The Downloader

Isolated Loosing my head again It never will be the same again Expecting But all had been proven wrong Got a message for someone who will die alone... Distorted visions of who we are Travelling through my head In dazzling speed of light Connected But all wires plugged in wrong Cut the red or blue It really doesn't matter tonight... It's when I finally accept the truth about this state I'm in... Cut my skin! Feed off me! Step aside Or lean on me I don't want to accept this castrated dream! DCD FOX TV Mc Jesus Christ Or quillotine Head cracked open Ready to download In my way! Isolation In my creation of World that never Will be or ever was Stagnation Of every cell I own Everything I know about us all Is already gone away... So why don't you feed off my skin I'm done, no turning back! Peace-pill me please It's inside my head... Download it all And get out of here!