Been tossed through Fortune and misfortune, licked both coin's sides. please, Rest the coin, is now the state of my mind. Your smile is an effective remedy for the dry disease within me, of the oldest kind. Tell me your story's other sides. I know there are things, From me that you hide. Lives are like kites, Can be cut down at any time. My dear companion, shall we enjoy the ride. Why time- doesn't Fortune us with pleasures that buds on their own on our minds. Hell, I'm going through turmoil, all the time. Wondering hatefully, What the others do, to keep you by their sides. Marday, you can make the language for yourself to dance around. Her beside you, your words on your tongue start to slide.