A meaningless movement

You got wires, going in
You got wires, coming out of your skin
You got tears, making tracks
I got tears, that are scared of the facts

Running, down corridors through, automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through I see hope is here, in a plastic box
I've seen Christmas lights, reflect in your eyes




I must say I really like this photo,though you won't, that's what always happens.
Model: Anda [link]
Texture from sxc.hu