MY ECOSYSTEM IS BASED ON HATRED | MY DNA
REMAINS UNTESTED | I HATE THE TYRANNY OF
THE SUN | IT ALWAYS RISES ALWAYS GOES 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 | I’M RUNNING
OUT OF FANTASY
 
THE OBSESSION WITH CHANGE HAS BLED ME
DRY | MY FANTASY FOREVER FIXED INSIDE | THE
OBSESSION WITH CHANGE HAS BLED ME DRY