Escape into illusion..
Psychedelic tripping, fantacy..
And we are all addicts, infused..
Pills, needles, books, fitnessfirst..
Key pads as entry..
Spare me the preaching..
The wolves sings louder..
For all to hear in the midnight ears..
And wear wolfs escape..
The torture of weakness..
After transformation in full moon..
And vampire are iconic..
In the eyes of the preacher's child..
In twilight zones..
Reality is a bore and second life..
Becomes paradise..
Key pads as entry..
Second life, as escape..
Escape into illusions..
Second life, as escape..
Escape into illusions..
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