Nine closets in your mind, mind
You're not gonna show what's all of in your heart
Dropping little word from your fingers
Such a lonely scene just like a pieces of grass
Holding your varying eyes
Holding your varying world
I saw your face, pissed & smiling, crying
feeling down your eyes, staying sharpen lips
It's a warm nudity, so noble grace just wine red blood
Holding your varying eyes
Holding your varying world
Sometimes it's gloomy haze
Sometimes it's deep jealousy
