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Och Jezus... Hier zijn nog een paar honderd flauwe grappen over te maken... Zullen we dan maar?
I can't remember table things
Can't tell if this is table or tablet
Deep down inside I feel the table
This terrible table stops it there
Now that the table is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but table now
Hold my breath as I wish for table
Oh please god, wake me
Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps table that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the table where I'll live
Fed through the table that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to tables that make me be
Cut this table off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for tables
Oh please god, wake me
Now the world is gone I'm just a table
Oh god, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for tables
Oh please god, help me
Tables imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute tables
Tables cannot live
Tables cannot die
Trapped in a table
Table my holding cell
Table has taken my sight
Table my speech
Table my hearing
Table my arms
Table my legs
Table my soul
Table with life in hell