I can read
I can write
I can breath
Proven fact
Bless my greed
Crease and fold
This is me
On my knees
Oh…
Write some words
Make them rhyme
This is old
Story line
Something old
Something blue
This is me
On my idol
(screams)
If you want
To belong
Try to mend
The extremes
The extremes
I did all
Practicing
Perfect teeth
Pressuring
Undo me (x3)
All…
I’m the rain in the fire
Which explains the assylum
I have time don’t be messy
With compares all the sack in the mud
I speak
To him
My boy
I can read
I can write
I can breath
Proven fact
Here’s my greed
Crease and fold
This is me
On my own
Write some words
Make them rhyme
This is old
Story line
Set the mood
Of the new
This is me
On my idol
(screams)
If you want
To belong
Try to mend
The extremes
The extremes
I did all
Practicing
Perfect teeth
Pressuring
Undo me (x7)
All…..