This morning I woke up rather late and went out of my bed feeling little heavy. - Ugh ... all these overnight LAN-parties ...they aren't any longer for my age - I thought sadly, as some chaotic pictures of Blood Angels marine cutting his way through a horde of greenskins flashed in my memory. Lumbering like overloaded Malcador, I moved on to adjoining bathroom. I already had to enter into the shower cabin, when my eyes locked on a man-sized mirror hanging on the opposite wall....
"Gimme something to breathe
Give me a reason to live
Close your eyes and see
What you have inside...
I think I've gone insane
I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane, I can't remember...
I can't remember..."
Therapy?
Die Laughing (Troublegum 1994)
Give me a reason to live
Close your eyes and see
What you have inside...
I think I've gone insane
I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane, I can't remember...
I can't remember..."
Therapy?
Die Laughing (Troublegum 1994)
Heh, looks like you've been hitting these LAN parties a wee bit too hard. :)
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