The crawlings are coming
Grating the rare youngs
Rebuilding the meal
After you and over me
The sinister is not so heavy
Rolling like a ball on TV
Pretend to be reality in all I see
You are like no one else
Do it right before I quit
But never never asking me
You are like no one else
Suicide the little things
And pass by the uno pig
The crawlings are dumb
They canât see that here on the top
The dream goes beyond
A belly full of publicity
And if they all could see
That to be free
You just have to
Start being free
