Seether - Tied My Hands

Her name was Anna. Then I took up the pizza, and all the time I thought where to take it. I didn’t want to go to the theater, opera or casino. The last time the casino seemed to me to be some otherworldly place ... These bright red wallpapers with large golden lilies ... The framed old mummies in evening dresses, in wigs, hung with jewelry, are not people, but ghosts. Here in the diner is much better. Full of all kinds of people: workers, couples in love, snotty kids, soldiers in dismissal. We chatted and laughed. I took her hands in mine and asked if she had any idea why I had invited her.