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
