| Token Eastern Song I can read I can write I can breathe proven fact Bless my greed greased unfold Is it me or my ego Write some words make them rhyme Pieces for a story line Set the mood something new Is it me or my attitude If you want to belong And you miss the extremes The extremes acted out Practicing Perfecting Pressuring Unto me I will wade in the fire To explain your asylum Idle times analyzing We'll compare all our sightings come on I speak to hear my voice |