Tremble in waking mornings with smile Hidden scars open up in line Lie straight for the truth you feel Mask possibilities of goodness you steal Mistakes are born from forgotten acts And forgetting is a sin because you had to retract All your judgments and beliefs in this chaotic world Lime is a taste you take on with head full of swirls Spiral bonds of jolted troubles Music is best but hate is your bubble Care for not all but for the one in trouble Systematic asymmetry to burst your bubble Simple thoughts are easier to understand But a clusterfuck of atoms and here we stand Mood is not singular but all over the band Tighten your belts as you throw up your thoughts to make amends #kruelt Clusterfuck of atoms
