NonSenSe Song

I use to write plays and dramas

When I use to taste something of mama’s

Then I use to sit tight and calm down

I don’t need any gold or any crown

 

But I just want you to admit me

Cause that would make me feel free

And when everyone would gone crazy

I would still write, I would not be lazy

 

Trash. Is all I have

And when I, I, I am falling down

You… are what i am about mad

Trash. Is all I have. And you. Noun.

 

Crazy. And everything is like a porn

And when the sky is falling down

I would take you along to the prom

Trash. Is all I have. And you. Noun.

 

Like a Cheshire Cat on the tree

Alice in Wonderland is taking weed

And when the noun becomes a tense

Nothing compares to advance

 

Trash. Is all I have

And this song has completely no sense

Trash. Is all I have.

And you… So, trash.

 

What’s the sense, you ask me?

You look at me like I was Barbie

I write so don’t ask I am mad

All I can say is that Barbie and Ken make me sad

 

Trash. Is all I have

And this song has completely no sense

Trash. Is all I have.

 

And you… It equals to trash.