i hav a tale to tell to a chosen few,
u can spit or smug at mah song
i don't care....
there are too many things
with you-i can't share.....
well,if u wish u can expurgate
mah songs from the list...
don't let your children get hold of it
else they will spit on u too...
and i don't care....
there are so many things
in here-dat ain't fair...
fair is what's going on around us...
mediocrity killing the "us"es to dust
still i don't care....
the fuss belongs to u and ur fanfare
let us live forever.....
euthanasia , a cure all to all ravages
an euphony for the worldwide suicide
but u ain't gonna grant us the favour
may u live forever...
i dont write songs for you
i probably gotta tell it
to a chosen few...
the hungry birds...the lunatic sky,
the cold wind that passes by,
the nights which never sleep,
the scars in my body deep,
requiem for my dreams which snare,
the days when you were'nt there....
n i simply don't care....
