Time is constantly falling through.
An endless void, but I got my grip on the edge.
The hard part is pulling myself up.
I'm barely clinging to,
To what's around me.
Grasping at strings,
Just another pull-string toy.
Let's practice the art of smiling,
One, Two, Three and scream please.
You're much too kind, much too sweet.
I'm the safe bet,
Unassailable and a fortress.
Pipe dream like always. X4