Holding on a tear , in my hand
now it´s time will understand
crawling fear , violent land
the system has driven my mad
Soul is not "garbage proof"
mind is my "rubbish roof"
merry little thoughts , on the run
collection is undone
This kind of feeling wants to stay
depress emotion , i just say :
"out of may way"
Get down , feel the fire
one sice fits all
get down , feel the fire
Coming to time , pay my price
damnation is in disguise
standing alone in my waste
rotted , my favorite taste
My inner self : private property !
it´s like a prophesy
round big wall , in progress
this art of work isn´t mess
