Back to zero and repeating zero.

Sensitive of insensitivity.

What a pathetic life we have here!

˙uʍop əpısdn ɯ,ı

Let me put on the mask and robot speak like you.

You tossed me an irresponsible "love".

We draw a line, we picked a side.
You keep yours to yours and I keep mine to mine.

The Summer masks my tearing throat and sigh.
A bitter sweet intersection of our two straight lines.

Nothing will never be enough as long as we lost sign,
Cause we know we won't be there at the end of the time.

Life is predictably unpredictable.

Bubbles collide only when air breezes.

Spice me up! My dear. Spice me up!
A moment to shake me back in time where I fell for you.
Wind me up! My dear. Wind me up!
A spring to set me back in time where I lay my eyes on you.