…WANT ONLY TO CHAQ. I CAN SEPARATE DIFFERENT PERSON, ITS A STYLE, WHAT YOU HAVE, WHEN YOU SEE ALL ARE TOO GLAD. ALL THE GOOD CAN TURN TO SORROW, YOU CANT BORROW LIFE, ITS ONLY ONE CHANGE TO KEEP IT ALL AS WHOLE, OR TO…

…I never seen it, even in big cities, doctors kill patiences to fulfill their own needs, you have no value at all, you are like a toy, for their own lifes, they need more, chicken, and money, to their doors. You really…

…jello, I get so horny, that I need only an unicorn pony, I feel like a Barby, even I never had that kind of doll or party. You make me feel like a crazy, you know I have always played with the Daisy, its just a toy story, but its so real, and kids life without a glory.…

…You say how you walk, to the bank and grosery store, you like that lifestyle, it means you have not so much, or you like city lifestyle. You want everythinf to be hard, you play eith motions, its your game, you really…

…It was the night before, When all through the world, No words, no dreams, then one day… A writer by a fire, Imagined all Gaia, Took a journey into a child-man's heart. A painter on the shore, Imagined all the world…

…CAN BE SO, BUT I DONT BELIEVE IN SORROW, THE LOVE IS LIKE A MAGNET. IT MAKES ME HOLE, IN THE TOY OF THE LOVE TUBE, IT FEELS SO AMAZING, THAT I DONT FIND ANY FRAZES, WORMHOLE IS THE ANCIENT FYSICS, ITS KNOWN FOR CENTURIES, ALSO IN LYRICS. SPENDING TIME WITHOUT DIMENSIONS, IS A LOVE WITHOUT ANY TIME, OR DISTANT QUESTIONS.…

…to wait You all know how to put me away for good And how to comfort my crying heart There should be something worth finding for, But we're too scared to let ourselves seek You live with a stench, a stench of a rotten soul Can't open yourself A master of a self-centered world Feeling guilty without a reason Got a storm inside…

…been born A perfect toy made by perfect tools Playing Ring Around the Rosie with a crowd of fools Take a hold of my hand, I have sights to show you Gingerbread house, Pleasure Island, Big Blue Turn off the light, close…

…toy soldiers Yuletide without the flight, dream-bound for life Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden Until I see the first star of fall I fall asleep and see it all: Mother's care and color of the kites Meadows of Heaven…