Wake up in the poorly made Huts of the emotions you laid To climb out of motivation A jump over the canopy of stars A lick of the lightning from afar A striking coalition of bees Something made up and as we see How does it feel to be rolled over Like a dough of wheat Molded to the routines of Someone with meat Be it lover or anyone for that instance Say it to covers you worst incidence No! I didn't see it coming I don't know it's cunning I feel like i'd give it a chance For the homeless bozzo With up and coming dance Hunger is what drives us all Some go for success Others like the downfall Regrets are all we've got For the certain reality That hasn't been fought Wake up to what you'd like Money, fame they are all right Why don't we look past the wall It's beautiful out there If you are ready to stall! Ready to stall? #kruelt
