view you’ve painted,
sharpen in my eyes,
with your ones scrolling.

You say we’re related,
but we don’t know
where are we from.

red wine of breathing
for supper eating.
One minute of silence,
doorbell rings- it end’s..

Hello, where are you from?
Is there something wrong?

This world is one for us.
This world is one for us, you lie.
But what is left for us?
But what is left for us? You lie.
When [bad word] out- he promises,
that peace meets anger, but it doesn’t work.
This world is one for us, you lie.

You read my mind.
You osculate my hands.

So be creative and tell us
where are we from.
See there’s something wrong?

This world is one for us.
This world is one for us, you lie.
But what is left for us?
But what is left for us? You lie.
When [bad word] out- he promises,
that peace meets anger, but it doesn’t work.
This world is one for us..