No Ball Games
Gianluca DeMichele
I'm doing fine
These days go by
With both my eyes
Consciously open
Although the light
Gets in too bright
Masters of fear
'See it. Say it. Sorted'
No time for dreams
No ball games here
Buy everything
Looks good on screen
I'm short of breath
You talk nonsense
No wonder why
I'm out of time
Do you want my mind
Controller kind
They want our minds
Controller kind
