I'm playing barefoot in this colorful streets
All my friends are shades of brown
And their eyes are glimmering
Our energy is loud
And so is the smell of innocence
I want the clock's hand in a spiderweb
My eyes shut and suddenly I have aged
Now I count the real ones with my hands
We grow apart and the advice starts;
"Make sure to look at both sides"
"You came alone and alone you die"
"There's this fight called life"
"You want to make it out before it's done"
I want to put my print in this soil
and become a royal..