Done the last real life
Beside it's hard to see
The dotted line leaves space for you
To jump on the next ride
If luck runs out
Blame this interception
Forget that it could do harm
Unless it's blown out of the water
I know how to help this one out
So here comes your turn
Now I'm feeling something tonight
What is the next concern
Too perfect, it's a possible return
To the open wound