Last night I woke with a nightmare
It was no more that I could bare
Not only that I didn't have the position
But I was also under demolition.
The nightmare of an artist is an empty page
For of a physicist it's the Coulomb gauge
For a policeman is a crowd with rage
For me is my personal... cage.
It was no more that I could bare
Not only that I didn't have the position
But I was also under demolition.
The nightmare of an artist is an empty page
For of a physicist it's the Coulomb gauge
For a policeman is a crowd with rage
For me is my personal... cage.
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