I conquered the world at the right moment in which I felt alive. I held it in my hands just that day when you kissed me and everything was burning ... everything was burning. I found myself in love with everything, I found myself tied to anything. I built roads with fresh soil. I stepped rancid pains and went fishing. In my hook candy ... and biting into it all my dreams.
I used to accumulate more yearnings that life used to squeeze the soul to wishful thinking and melancholy. I sent everything to hell because "everything" when one is blind ... finally usually be nothingness itself. Which I pulled chest if the putrid water grass ... standing water.
Live as one sings is a cry of rebellion. Do not be distracted who is enraged by the way you feel, maybe all that anger is an unconscious longing in total denial to be brave. The "why" is always in the shadow of any attitude ... and understand our critics is perhaps an act of greatness. Everything has shade, everything is right and there is such a light shade whenever needed.
Conquer the world coming true to your dream farther and who tells you pibx, well ... maybe the world fall in love with you. While I think perhaps hate you for the same reason.