and if I had the privacy I-would-be writing many things
you-bothered me with everything I never believe anything
start questioning reality
to strengthen your legality
unplug your stupefying eye
the time you are remembering

will never be facsimile never ever literally
The problems rising in the sea can never listen to your pleas
not even when we shout out please or when you shed a tear to cry
you jump from under falling trees and if you don't you fucking die...

but though I couldn't see the breeze
the wind that carried all the leaves
will always be continuing
sometimes they don't believe we breath
they make us work
don't let us feed
saying nothing is what we need
so that will be your que to fly

don't waste a tear burn them alive

because they are your enemy
the way they speak won't let you think
these flames will need extinguishing
soothing word of philosophy
just take it less seriously