the wish as the father of a thought that rather doesn't even question it wonders at its best without shame to suggest you format or concept now is it a fragrance or is it a stench? the scent that comes along with the greediest of hands as you laugh out loud and do not need to hear the façade it crumbles these are lines that you could not erase yours are words easy to deflate and you smell the money but you miss the point let us stir the stagnant water into life as we swim and try not to sink and drown in an ocean of pity I wonder what is shallow I wonder who is wise all I know is that fear makes you mock all that's true measure by resemblance and murder what is pure we get stuck in between remain unseen customized this identity can not be slain these are words that you cannot erase