People live in the world
Humen’s illusion that build around like the wall
You still saw the light in the middle of fence
Forgot the baby sight and put yourself on the ground
How stubborn you are
Broke the thorns
Go ahead until touching yourback
you’ll try and try
but you feel tired soon
then you tired to,and never tried to
Lying down
Let the other roar their war
Star near the front,if baby told.