~riyal~
it starts now the begin of an end
i wonder how till all my energy is spent
crawling through a dark place
devils in your face
but you cant erase the facts that turn you from grace
whats your picture of a man?
go ahead try and imagine him
tall and thin or does he have a fat chin
would it matter if his sperm cant swim
whether or not he is smart or dim
a real life expert or just a real life Sim
does he tell the truth or the lies you wanna hear
couch potato with mug of beer
or someone you cant count on
a sayang a lover or a dear
the answer is like a door with all the keys
all on the floor you are burried in you knees
each turn of a key just another failed symphony
so i ask then what about me
how tall am i supposed to be
well maybe im just never tall enough to reach
