I Believe In Nothing
Yet I Wont Leave,
The Blissful Truth, We Are All Pretenders,
I Never Wrote Out Of Thought,
These Blissful Ambitions Should Have No Meanings,
Money Is Begged By Those Who Lacks Obedience Of An Insidious And Perfidious Government With Multifarious Structures
Inspired By Dirt, I Believe In Nothing,
I Must Leave But I Have Just seen A Face,
I Fenced In Gardens With Unforgiven Ghost Of My Past,
I Must Place Them Back In My Closet With Petulant Ghost Of My Mourning,
What Is In This Meaning?
Can I Start Over?
I Believe In Nothing, Not In This Life Or The Next
Prefer To Dream Than Relish Reality,
I Never Wrote Out Of Thought,
These Blissful Ambitions Should Have No Meaning
Therefore, I Believe In Nothing,
Pourquoi ?
