And the whole world crumbles down,
Rubble and ruins,
Is what’s left of the town.

What is that?
It’s so round,
It could be worth few million pounds.

Let me go,
Leave me alone,
Do you want a broken bone?

Don’t use that sarcastic tone,
Who do you think you are?
You certainly won’t go afar.
 

The delusions entwine, Hand me that knife! Okay, fine!

It’s time to draw the line, Do not waste your precious life, If not you are mine!

 
Nonsensical fantasies,
Cryptic illusions,
Defying imaginations.

That young `un I see,
Inside you,
And such a part of me.