What to tell
What to do
Haze on the mind
Bittersweet lead to the brain
Wake us up in the middle of the morning but
To do all the hard work
Lay low on the Crouch
Makes it feels heaven beneath the head
When sunlight touches ideas
On the Enigma
Will confuse everyone
To go to unknown places
Lostly
Sometimes thinks time is more important
Then run out with friends
Stay where we put ourselves in the trap
To knuckle down to the ground
Avisha Rasminda 