Lyric

Leak out of my mouth

Sincerity a lies and much more

Do you feel grumpy because of

Is it the language or your disposition?

For some reason they prefer tight spaces

Eroding each others uncomfortableness

Cold stones at the inertia that spills over

Is it better not to say anything?

What is it that we must use?

What must be used?

An endless loop that repeats it self

I can get out of is if I go off to the side a little bit

There are ten different shapes and sizes

If I cares I couldn't not live

Take off what you don't need now

And sprout wings on your back