You're fat, I'm flat
You may be on diet
I'm always tired
I'm holding a timebomb
Waiting for the tombstone

I couldn't resist
Sometimes I slipped
My heart is hollowing out
When you're crying loud
Then you freeze, without a beep

When all gone, shall we born?
Are you dare my darling?
That we're whispering imperfections
No one knows, Every one goes
When, how and where...Oh no

If you dare, start prepare
We can roll, we can craw
Under the wrecking ball
Escape to a place
Where there is no more race

It seemed you're ready
Only in your body
Cocooning in a safety
Waiting for a destiny
Oh Lord! make us prodigies

The puppetry arrays induce
Portraying their best
When they dance what puppeteers ******
The life scenarios throw dicēs to Zeus
they quest to rest, ending in heart attacks
desire peaceful destiny again
who'll pray for puppets, not to be hijacked
forecasting how and where and when
before they rest