I halucinated, when I looked at my, busy kid volume endorfance
The door seems locked at first, and it looked as if damage could be worse..
But with a little shrug I, sought help and pushed it uhway, away from my way, open slowly.
Hoped that I would be able but able was unvailable or maybe it wasn't.
In the shade I see it, age doesnt melt down to a boiled-end,
Honestly how could it
somebody tries, somebody gets,somebody earns
On the flipside of old-er standards, somebody kills, forces the drills.
And I couldnt believe it, after so many quiet times. And I wont believe it, still refused to say it aint fair. You'd be asking to spare, when