I lost the will , 
but not the drilll.
I guess , i'll just have a walk, and we can talk- blah hah
blah di dah, don't get me wrong, but stop with the chit
chat, you fucking troll.
On the way that we go, 
always wanting more...
We are sore.Tore.
Out of controll!
 We left a bit of dust on the floor...and we go on.
What I've seen, I couldn't beleive, I turned around and the
dust is gone-seems like the wind itself has blown ... 
It was not meant to stay.What a freakeshow, a little crack
on the wall, a missed call. Not everyone can have it all-Be
the wind and the dust at the same point.