Dirty work at the crossroads digging in the soil
Maggots make my bed burn the midnight oil

Back in circulation it’s a flow from the cradle
To the grave
In physical a slave

Hold on hold on
You better hold on
Grab the light and see the sun
Grab the light and see the sun
Hold on hold on
You better hold on
Grab the light and see the tun
It’s a green mile at the run

“Fast then the speed of light…
Something like this… hahaha”

Evergreen is epidemic concealed in a kiss
Photosynthesised matrimonial bliss
Paradise lost but never found
Literary blinded by the book
Buying cloths of the hook

Hold on…

Lift me up to a higher ground
Let’s go shopping downtown
I’m good for another round
Hold on

Hold on…

Hear me out till the end of… time