The Cry

I'm crying out loud to the best of the beat.

Beat beat beat.

How's it gonna end?

Who the hell knows the truth?

I'm kicked up. Trying to escape the gravity.

It's pulling me down. Like I'm her best friend.

Na Na Na.

You ever wanted the best. Never put efforts.

How can it come alive?

Luck is for the sick bastard. If you're one go to hell, It's your chance to make a choice.

Don't choke up to the bottleneck.

You are prod screwing with the breeze.

Don't let that thing chew you up. Take a nail and Pierce it.