Flying high,
Eyes almost blind,
I can never fall,
Then I hit the wall.
So high to so low,
In one fatal blow,
The rush huge,
Comedown not designed to amuse.
I
Hit
The
Wall.
Cos when you think about it,
Live is evil backwards,
Because life is, indeed, evil,
And saw backwards is was,
Because we saw what was.
And if you rearange the letters in death,
It makes heat'd or the'da which doesn't make sense at all.
But that doesn't matter cos' LiFe MaKeS No SenSe.
So whatever.
and when your backs against the wall,
And all the monsters come to get you,
Be afraid of the ugly Mr Bigboogeyman.
Cos' he is the most dangerous of all.
He is disguised as the wall,
