sweet time on my minds
friends in pieces
but only secrets
time for us to go

i have been out with you
and that is far too true
it is all just –
a glass of vodka and lemonade

they all prove –
that corruption has become a norm
but it does not have to be –
the only way to live

but sightseeing again –
will just leave me lame
i am sure that there is more to do
but, if only i knew?

the suspense is killing me
because I’m no good at being patient
i can’t stand the tension
hanging like softest suspension