A Walk In My Shoes
Just a little ago, with face to the light
Mouth agape, I lived a fantasy of what-ifs
What if I was in charge of an hierarchy
Where perversity the order of the day
Where the heap of legal tender
Weigh higher than life
Where vials of nothingness is...
Mouth agape, I lived a fantasy of what-ifs
What if I was in charge of an hierarchy
Where perversity the order of the day
Where the heap of legal tender
Weigh higher than life
Where vials of nothingness is...