Tekster: Saves The Day. In Reverie. Monkey.

Hello me, are you in there? Making sure you're not dead. Smelled some rotting flesh. I heard you left him alone. Sun's up with open roads. Get down, freak out. The time is right now. Drop your things and burn your clothes. Why we're here, no one knows. Watch the bombs explode. He sold you a dream and carved you up like meat. Laid down the law, locked your heart behind bars. While you were sleeping he would whisper in your ear. "The monkey will bite. Better eat your poultry too. There's no use, don't try to ask the doctor. What's going on inside your head. Just fall out and get in line like all good soldiers do. You awoke to his game. Running circles in your brain. Can't believe your eyes. What's up? What is down? He spun you around. What's near? What is far? God knows what you are. Can you remember when this began? "The monkey will bite. Better eat your poultry too. There's no use, don't try to ask the doctor. What's going on inside your head it's pretend/ There's no meaning just stare at the ceiling. And play dead for your whole life"