Tiny Cables Ink

The Box

Tiny Cables Ink


I see the world in crazies cracked waves
Singing in a plastic box still lost on downtown hills
Forgotten on this chaos I look around and see
A thousand airplanes is over me, they want my buletproof cap

I see those people in crazies cracked waves
Singing in a pearl box still lost on downtown hills
It was in a metric day when I touched your timid hands
But the head of State stole your mind, take your hint or dress your tie

Before you've lost between them I will save you
Before you've lost between them I will save you

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