The Trial from Simulations by Revirgin
Tracklist
| 3. | The Trial | 3:22 |
Lyrics
Happy birthday!
I say to the man
I barely recognize
He’s wearing a rubber band
Another day
Another day in the office
Another paper
Another cup of coffee
They disrupt my schedule
My hand’s doing gestures
From my muscle memory
But I’m doing my best here
I keep driving around
With a pair of guerillas
Keep entering buildings
Forts and pavilions
I’m entering rooms
Fell in love with a lady
She keeps changing the furniture
And rearranging it daily
When I visit to question
They call me a burglar
I stopped visiting yesterday
And now they call me a murderer
I talk to my lawyer
About the flood in the gutters
But it had been a decade
Since I’ve spoken to my mother
People offer me dinners
Say I’m on a diet
But I’m feeling unwell
Awaiting the trial
The evidence had been tampered with
Cloaked man with a hammer
Reads my conviction
I’m secretly thinking
He looks like a magician
As he reads my sentence
I’m deconstructing a stapler
And writing my name with funny letters
On a piece of paper
They take me away
But I’m used to it now
They drive me to a quarry
We joke around in the car
We laugh like winners
Shake sweaty hands
Before they stab me in the chest
And leave me bleed out in the sand
The evidence had been tampered with
But how come the evidence had been tampered with!?
If there is no evidence?
If there is no evidence,
No evidence could have had been tampered with
