Green sky to blue people
Glass to hide the true scenery
Professor taught me what not to be
Those phony people make life so selfish and funny
I fear all of them, fools full of shit brain
Smile to nature, smile to God
Good maybe can be good once in a while
My sentences with crazy words which fulfill innocent thoughts
Get born, get free, get alive
you can go, jump over, jump over, little child
The Earth is a wildness for you and me
Red tears stream down from brown eyes
Black pen writes down a black life
Keep yourself, keep yourself here
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