every time that I work up in morning warning on your face saying laying but this not a thing to do with your own pride but am limiting my mind to speak yeah you look like psych click ryding skidding twekking dancing working talking pausing what you wana do with your life time flies with no wings we can never try to slow it down get your mind right I know that you living in death trap scrap that you living on a trail kale boy enjoy what you have at the moment coz it won't last long nothing stay young forever weather together you have the pleasure so treasure with pleasure ever fresher are you misfit I font know any more war fore them when you not shot is it poverty lottery loitaring rooting after you yes you must be mad I hear them say you not okay voices in your head still echoed hundredfold