Follow the Walls

I should take a hot needle,

And burn my pupil out,

Crawl around on my knees,

Find the corner route,

See the disease,

I know what it’s all about,

This obsession,

I’ve burnt the pupil out,

The teacher is blind,

We know what he’s all about,

Crawled around on his knees,

He found the slowest route.

A/N: route - 'rüt, 'raut 

Just thought I would throw that in there…just in case.