i get confused,
whenever you left a code on your act.
it's like a sign of your complicated mind,
and i haven't learned the language.

you have that barrier to stop me from trying,
it's like there is a quicksand on the space between us.

i never knew how to catch you up,
cause you left me clueless.
there are a part of you that's giving a straight hope
to whom you just connected to,
but the other part is just trying to messed it up.

you got me involved into your game,
you are the hand of your puppets.