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  • My eco-system is based on hatred
    My DNA remains untested
    I hate the tyranny of the Sun
    It always rises, always comes down
    I'm running out of fantasy
    I don't expect your sympathy
    I'm old, I'm strange I'm confidential
    Has my fantasy run out of delusion?
    Has my fantasy reached its logical conclusion?
    I'm running out of fantasy
    The dying fall of my sentences
    The magic of lost consequences
    The seduction of a fading power
    In a hotel room in the middle of nowhere
    I'm running out of fantasy
    I don't expect your sympathy
    I'm old, I'm strange I'm confidential
    Has my fantasy run out of delusion?
    Has my fantasy reached its logical conclusion?
    I'm running out of fantasy
    I'm revealing myself in layers
    Exposing a core to the inner eye
    Drawn deep into some distant episodes
    I don't know whether to laugh or cry
    Running out of fantasy
    The obsession with change has bled my dry
    My fantasy forever locked inside
    The obsession with change has bled my dry
    The obsession with change has bled my dry
    My fantasy forever locked inside
    The obsession with change has bled my dry
  • My eco-system is based on hatred
    My DNA remains untested
    I hate the tyranny of the Sun
    It always rises, always comes down
    I'm running out of fantasy
    I don't expect your sympathy
    I'm old, I'm strange I'm confidential
    Has my fantasy run out of delusion?
    Has my fantasy reached its logical conclusion?
    I'm running out of fantasy
    The dying fall of my sentences
    The magic of lost consequences
    The seduction of a fading power
    In a hotel room in the middle of nowhere
    I'm running out of fantasy
    I don't expect your sympathy
    I'm old, I'm strange I'm confidential
    Has my fantasy run out of delusion?
    Has my fantasy reached its logical conclusion?
    I'm running out of fantasy
    I'm revealing myself in layers
    Exposing a core to the inner eye
    Drawn deep into some distant episodes
    I don't know whether to laugh or cry
    Running out of fantasy
    The obsession with change has bled my dry
    My fantasy forever locked inside
    The obsession with change has bled my dry
    The obsession with change has bled my dry
    My fantasy forever locked inside
    The obsession with change has bled my dry