Calling her by her name,
She said you ask him...

Never have I wrote the letter again,
Never have I look into the mirror again...

A coffee and a pen is all we started,
You're a hero and I'm always a villain...

Carry me
down to the aisle...

When you first read this poem at dawn,
Its because there's a man...

Take me to the monkey's cage
oh, to that serrated crocodile's back...

I was stink into the core,
priced by it's burden...

What a wonder?
A beaver can fabricate homes...

Consider you are a caterpillar,
The first to hate you is the cocoon...

If you see a lot of people are dying,
some for no reason...

With that desire in his soul,
Nothing but a cauldron of lust...

You're made of copper,
silver and gold...