I do remember first time i tried My dream became something I was afraid of It was strong But it was so wrong The night is usually giving me stuff that is actually soft
However different people trying different things Im not the only one who walk the same circle Im not the only one who turns his beautiful strings Oppose the pictures he saw in deep crazy purple
I have to try more I have to buy more My corporation of evli is full of my special spice Green shows the colour of hardcore Behind blue eyes I feel pain of thousand spikes
Disgusted crowd every doctor is healing me Every child paints with his crayon Every parent to protect his own will But I turn my Night live mode on