Stacked up, you fall, a perfect mess...
Strewn across the room as in distress...
What I lack I can't come to respect.
In a jar is where your talents rest...
Bottled all away is where they're best...
Then some rainy day they might get spent...
Looking back I don't want to regret.
All locked away my smile sets.
They flocked away, but soon,
Their help is finaly sent.
If this as good as it will get.
I'll feel the same, but know,
This fight ain't over yet!
My smile sets!
My smile~~ SETS!
My smile sets!
My smile~~~