Well, I talk about everything! My power means to play. I’m trust to you my fantasies Such is the all my old mistakes! I've got arms but no pockets. I won't to cry or scream! There’s my way but no more profit This style is not “main-stream”!
Absolutely nothing! Absolutely no payback! It’s my brain just always thinks! But there is no respect. Revolution is everything. Revolution in my glance on life! In my dreams no more any wing I’ve got my empty-empty prize!
Forgive me, my body! Forgive my escape from brain! And close me in future. I’ll never return again! You trust me this moment! I'm going to fall from grace. But so risky this movement! My spirit broke my face.