You ever walked an alley alone and found messages on walls? That made you think and feel life and life and life?
Look, I don't know you, we've never met, we haven't met yet. I see crooks with ideas paint and spread wait, wait, wait. These dudes are cut and grose vandalise walls with tags and pieces it's bad I know. It drags I feel good knowing Amsterdam is with us.
My gut aches it's broke we break when rules is straight with no danger. Remember when I said 2gether we'd make it? Make it, make it. Make space it's great when your teeth ain't grated and grinding 2gether we'll find a place a place a place.
If I was an artist you'd understand me. If I made tunes this track would lead to fade but would you rate it?
You're with me, you. You who knew how to express feels teach me too.