Here we are again and we overeat!
We’re like children of kings in our own fancy seat.
Talking dirty things in front of our table,
Cherish those moments and make a coolest fable.
We walked in with grace in a crowd of mystery.
Seeing bunch of friends from our oldest history.
Greetings of love are soaring in our night.
We never ever care if they’ll give us a bad unlikable sight.
We turn our heavy heads and see that colorful dress,
Acting like a professional who is so hard to impress.
Talking about possibilities in our nearest future,
Will we be a successful like a one high creature?
Seize this sizzling moment because we’re still young.
Enjoy the sweetness of life in our well filthy tongue.
Just walk and like our style my longest friend,
Never chase the barest because it’s not so our trend.
