Fra Type I And II

Doors kept opening around 

The mirrored walls 

Never to come up 

In the American light 

Kept popping up to find 

Surrounding waves were 

To difficult to survive 

When there's no else around 

Its been a pleasure Mr., but I wont be coming back next time 

Thanks for all you've shown us but I wont be coming back next time 

Make way toward a familiar voice 

Tunnel vision 

Never catching up 

Another endless night 

Like a sweater with a tiny tear 

Slowly unravel 

Never to be sown up 

Beyond all repair 

Its been a pleasure Mr., but I wont be coming back next time 

Thanks for all you've shown us but I wont be comingnext time 

Every day slowly dying 

Collecting without any meaning 

No ones signed up just to suffer 

This isn't how it's supposed to be now 

Its been a pleasure Mr., but I wont be coming back next time 

Thanks for all you've shown us but I wont be coming back next time