Liquid You'll knee towards me, drag behind me. Stop being dopey, you're so pathetic. Can't stand hearing your unspoken words, i'm sick of you aping. You're no more than an acquaintance to me. From now on, i'm pulling strings I'll faux pas you, you're now quite cliché. Against all the odds, i'm dropping you behind, i'm going outskirts from this world! A small drizzle is kissing my window, I'm drowsy, weary, I'll get cracking on my bed. ana