When you give money
you give people just your bank...
What withered Frenchman plucks a courtesy
For a dream about a crimson road with a rich...
Be sure that great things
always start from the inside...
We people build walls,
each around their continent...
I maybe self-centered, but that's because
you are too troubled to speak, too chocked up...
Eggshell eyes are scooping next to browsing crowds
Of helium-attached nausea problems from seventh...
You dream to be great,
the most adorable thing...
A women army
whose leader is a brave man...
Most men get married
because they reach fatigue stage...
City lights blind young
eyes, filled with tarnished hopes and...
We erect the world
it collapse then erect it...
There in the corner, where no one notices
Is someone dying for acceptance...