Three of four smiles In a half hour bit Disguising within Disrupting a dark sheet
(They say) come never again Worthlessness inside Ornamenting my soul With tears that doesn't dry
The clock sings... undressing my bitterness I hear it in shock... I have no answers How many smiles do I have to breed? To exhale the soul of this limonin kiss
The last of four smiles Of a half hour hope Masking times dwelled Purging the reasons felt
Striping tears inside With a half opened eye Hearing and fearing The malfunctions of mind
The clock sings... undressing my bitterness I hear it in shock... I have no answers How many smiles do I have to breed? To exhale the soul of this limonin kiss