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Frozen in my chair in statue stillness

In aimless wonder my thoughts wander

Just one small step beyond what’s real

One giant leap into the dream...

Objects strewn about you spring to life at will

Motionless you observe, fear inside you, builds

These on-tap nightmares are commonplace

Turn a fine, young man into a disgrace

It’s a matter of common sense

But you continue non-the-less

The smoke-filled room now holds you captive

You’re subject to its choice of torments

You’ve got to escape it

Now and then it’s fun

But once you start to live it

Out of time, you’ll run

Think clearly while you still have the time

To waste your life away would be a crime

M.E.S. (man-eating scarf)