A silver net of happiness, as the tears you cried, they start to go
And you start to feel the life, the flesh, it pulls apart your head, your soul
It’s crooked
Now you’re pinned down to the end and it’s the end of all your hopes
You waited for so very long, so just shut your eyes and wait to feel
And it’s all too much, because it’s never enough
Outside, where the sky it closes in, this sense of wealth is all just lies and sin
You walk away and try to forget this, you think how special it is to be just dead
And it’s all too much, because it’s never enough
And it’s all your fault, as it slips away
It is a remarkable stage from the 90's, but come full force into the modern era ,reminiscent of parties and home treachery adding to the indulgence of party favors. Moderate use and fantastic dance raves! cliffy9