Free
Everybody’s insane it’s all about experience
I was the one who touched Delirious
What I have is mysterious
Insanity is a state that tripped over a country and fell on a planet who experienced with a galaxy and dies as a universe ending insanity is ending the world
People are thought about then curled
The infancy of my psychosis gave life to you
My lost flower, where are the eyes I devoured
Everyone’s culture is my own harmony
The night of diversity
The littlest piece of grass will set you free
You will die waiting to come to me
I made your debris, by being me
Pretty little lady am I allowed to convince you through my perception
Your binding of perfection
Give you my life lesson
Pretty little lady why are you crying
We’re guiding ourselves through dying
Feeling your smile through rhyming
