Veronica

Go on play the fool, working on the bread line, think you're so cool, Oh you're really great, before other's demise, stop before it's too late, it makes you cruel, ignores the feelings inside, shows the face of a loser, there you go again, dancing eyes like fireflies, you must have your say, it’s a poor gruel, that governs being wise, if that's all you do, lost in this game, it penetrates the mind, discards any reins, burnt out goons, may offer you insight, but there's no schedule, for being kind.