Stop Asking, Boggle Doesn't Know
Most of all surprises
That I'm making in my life
They bring not a single smile
And I always feel so low,
but I got to stand
Waking up at night
Tryna rotate cube in my mind
I find every it's side
Rather on the opposite side,
but I got to stand
Now
I'm gonna ask the boggle how
Don't to be sick and tired
When life belongs to credit card
Law
Of gravitation brings down even trees
But I'm not a pessimist
I'll struggle it 'til this world exists
Someone enters dimension five
Tryna feel so far away
But years bring nothing and they are
Beeing glad to breath the air
Breathing the air...
Most of all surprises
That I'm making in my life
They bring not a single smile
And I always feel so low,
but I got to stand
Profit, money, mall
It's the only I should know
My IQ is getting low
I feel it
but now I got to stand this
Everything happens in this world
Not like the way you want
Bosses loose off, cash in you
Enjoin to give up soul today
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