Death To Birth

From ripe, to green Too real, too late) Should I lie down, or stand up Or walk around again ? My eyes finally right opened out My eyes finally right opened shut To find my fount of sound that Ears the touch of my tears Smell the taste of all we waste

From rape to right in, to real to live should I lie down or stand up And walk around again? My eyes finally wide open up My eyes finally wide open shut to find the found of sound That hears the touch of my tears. Smells the taste of all we waste Coul