i'm feelin' like a stack of bricks with no mortar more like we're two different countries wonder if i'll ever get through the border check with my illegal baggage i'm wonderin' how many people question the origin of original hate whether its real life or perception stop it isn't worth it fly at top speed through the dark skies don't run into the hot sunrise it's getting late and i'm getting on my nerves already all ready for open airways ready for uncensored word plays don't stop me now i'm feeling on a roll lull lull lull lull So hush little baby smile and don't cry I’ll sing to you with words confusing I’m making us a somber lullaby to carry always With us in our woven pockets Hold on tight we’re almost there, son We're diving in our stolen rocket ships tick tock tick trip jack ps - the audio is in my audioblog...don't make fun just because i can't play an instument pps- yes, i stole the melody from another song... sue me | 
