I'm totally awake to what's going on,
They want us in a fake world like Tron,
Extermination of our real bodies, gone.
I'm up early, on the train to Liverpool,
Wanting to get in and out as fast as Zool,
Don't be confused, that's a character, old school.
3rd of December, Christmas returns like Batman,
Paul Heyman what an asshole, he pushed a young fan,
I'm fasting this morning so casually skipped the toast and jam.
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Is ALL wrestling fixed?! heehee. Good write SM.
Yes haha!
They already have us in that matrix not knowing what to believe is it fake is it real what is real anyway. Do I believe them do I believe me, do I believe nothing. What is fake, real or CGI. Falsified pictures, invented stories I can't even believe what I see with my own eyes. There they got us confused and uncertain. Well written.
So true, things are wild right now.
Love Tron...but would not want to be stuck in its world! LOL! Well done on this, my friend!
Haha same. Cheers.
Cheers!
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