Imagine till' the point of madness
enjoy with your mind, not your eyes,
love with your soul, not with your genitals
Beautiful words, all over the world, this world is mad, it really is,
but, who says that madness is bad? who tells us to fear the insane?
We all have that specific lunatic amount inside us, and its screaming for free,
Freedom is what people have forgotten through all this time,
Hell, people have become empty like a glass,
you know the recipient is not important at all if the essense is not there,
your soul, your dizzy soul is asking for freedom,
and art is the only way of communication,
they say earth without art is just "eh"
so what are you waiting for...
why do you endure all of these sleepless nights,
you think too much,
with a flood of doubt drowning you out,
and everything is f.cked up
and you just don't care anymore
you are beautiful,
everything has beauty...
Let your soul s c r ea m
and l o v e
and most importantly.... d r e a m
be who you are, I am a psycho, damn we all are,
thing thing is...
everything happens in the mind,
and only what happens there has a reality
So let her breathe.