Hey you yeah the sick boy with the flu i remember you from the past what a blast all the times we flew to a unknown degree yeah you the boy i look up to whenever there was a lever we would pull it just like a swing we moved from a direction to another with out a place to go to , every moment every second you stood by me not spilling our last cup of tea directions directions that's all we asked for yea you the boy with empty pockets with out a dime to give but all the time to spare taking anything on the ground in a sudden ring complicated you where and you live inside of me in every step i take i slide like a smooth green snake every decision i make, you always approve on my next move objects just another luxury i wish we could have but i guess its quite nice to throw dice every once in a while and see the numbers hit the grounds equivalent to 0 pounds at all snake eyes just a bunch another lies so called advise you disguise to be a prize yeah you boy its me you and it you who are me.
