By Klaris Chua
Skip into the next track
The world is turning now
Breaking down is the point
Piercing to the core of my soul
Don’t be mad if I disagree
That’s natural for skeptics like me
Try to understand my closed mind
Open yours and seek silence
The magic will start the sparks
Sooner you’ll see what lies ahead
Take control of everything and
See through the disguise
The infinite rustling of skirts
Creates some skirmish here or there
Form-fitting doors have spikes
See you in my world at ten
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