When I’ve climbed the stairs

to the 13th floor

you ain’t gonna see me smiling no more

dead agent eyes

tone forty stare

I keep touching the wall

’till I just don’t care

about your mind control machine…

This is the session

this is the spot

they keep telling me all the things I’m not

my needle is floating

another engram is gone

but I’ve been stuck in this loop

for far too long

The same senseless questions

about my withholds

the evil psychs have cursed my thetan souls

through the wall of fire

and right into their trap

if I ever get out I won’t be coming back

There is no clear

no reactive mind

just a prison of thought

designed to keep me blind

but I’m alive…