There's really nothing new to this it's nice to have you with me as i go
A bumpy ride for sure but you can stand up there's no need for you to crawl
Sang to the bourgeosise as you went and broke the ladder
And left no way to get upstairs
Doors were of a different kind
And led towards a cinematic meltdown
Time to step outside and think of how and when to change the key
There's really nothing new to this besides i tend to do things very slow
A battle between dark and light where nothing comes from things without a soul
With little or nothing left it will keep on growing stronger
The constant craving there for more
With the will to rhyme for better times
A silly song is slowly coming to a closeure
Came with many minor chords in it and now it's nearly done
