We Yes You No
Tricycle Joyride
This is my empty space, this is my maqseurdae
i am the face that peeks through the window
i am the one that is locked
in this spider web this is my childhood windowodniw
these are ALL my brokkchcszxszxen toys these are the memories lost and expired
you in my room are alive
and replace them, my book is open to write
you in colours
drive you around at the back of a tricycle radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love
suffocate suffocate love invade invade
radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love
suffocate suffocate love occupy occupy this is my empty . space.
walk into my empty space, swallow!
my empty space, occupy
my empty space
From Letras Mania