#doping dance

An abnormal taser gun achieved by geniuses and prodigies[1] Racing nerves, my brain is overflowing; all these evenly-spaced dots make a circle.

It’s just out of the question and also off-topic - a complete devotion to these meddlesome quotes. In our current oxygen-deprived era, we drink carbonated gasoline.

Limits and bounds are breaking,[1] “Get down” - are you serious?[2] I hear an alarm echoing inside my head and it’s driving me insane!

Ah, everyone and everything is drowned in an illusion inside this heinous dream. Waiting until the moon turns and stops forever in this corner, exhausted, laughing.

Ah, everyone and everything is corrupted by hallucinations in this never-ending midnight. Still formless and untouchable; there is no end in sight anywhere.

Drowning in normal, non-changing regularities and flickering dreams. Waiting until the moon revolves and stops forever in this corner, exhausted, crying.

Corrupted by innovative hallucinations in this never-ending midnight, Still formless and untouchable; there is no answer in sight anywhere.

Ah, everyone and everything is corrupted by hallucinations in this never-ending midnight. Carrying every burden on my back and drinking in the applause - it never stops ringing in my head.

[1]These lines could probably be also read in a math equation format, but due to inconsistency in their writing and also just for more easy understanding, I wrote them as a regular sentence

Genius x Genius = Tasers of the Abnormal

Overstimulation, Oversensitivity, these equally spaced points form a circle

Out of the question, your point slides out of place with its meddlesome words of egotism

Gulping down carbonated gasoline to stay running in today’s oxygen deprived world

Limit x Limit = Break

Get down, there’s no way you’re serious!

The sound of an alarm ringing in my head is driving me mad!

Ah, any and everything is drowning in this fantasy of insolent dreams

Sitting in the corner, laughing in wait for the dying phases of the moon

Ah, any and everything is hallucinating this corrupted loop of midnight

Formless and untouchable, there’s no light at the end of this tunnel

Stereotypical ideas of forms drowning away in flickering dreams

Lying in the corner, sobbing in wait for the dying phases of the moon

Reminiscing in the dead of night of avant-garde sullied hallucinations

Formless and untouchable, there’s no answer written out on the last page

Ah, any and everything is drowning in this fantasy of insolent dreams

Sitting in the corner, laughing in wait for the dying phases of the moon

Ah, any and everything is hallucinating this corrupted loop of midnight

Devour this toast of cheers and shoulder it all with this ever growing ringing in my head