Spiraling into madness as I walk through endless tunnels with twists and turns quite divine, as I walk through them my mind breaks apart and repairs itself all the time, the thousands of tunnels that have different outcomes I choose the 98th one, A mind that is broken a story is spoken I should have woken up this time. Now this dream won't end at all I'm afraid of going to say bye-bye these spirals have spoken "you're dreaming wake up this is time" A world without me would be so empty I hope this isn't the time, this just isn't fair I'm losing myself everywhere "all the time I'm so blind there is a door right there" I open the door and inside is more tunnels, I hope that it ends because spirals are generating all the time. I hop like a jackrabbit cowardly hiding everywhere "please let this dream end I'm worried about the end"
