I'm flying in my head　for a week,
To forget exchangeing greetings for you,you,you and...
My mind invaded natural mad music,
I've never been saw what you call dream.

I'm watind for a man comprehension my thoght like Freud,
But I know very well to speak for dyed man is fuck nonsense,
There is dirty polyethylene smell some another kind,
Stil if you don't stop laghing,it'ok,I'm getting fun then will be nice.