Theres a message wrapped inside itself
And it lies there, lying for itself
Oh many message, walls of the unheard
And it cries there, crying cause its hurt
Oh I guess theres something after all
But I dont hear it, doesnt mean
Theres a message to a fault
Theres a plan wrapped inside itself
And its tight there, tighter than a knot
Oh planet planman, plan out your whole life
And its short there, shorter than its tight
Its better off that I dont read you
You aim to keep the message wet
Random guess, guess me dying
I guess there is something after all that you meant
Its better off that I dont see you
That I dont know what to expect
You aim to keep, keep me guessing
I guess there is something after all that you meant