You are looking for You are looking for You are looking for stability You are looking that You are looking that You are looking that but there's nothing here On men's land the poet is dead And no, no no no no no no In the past you pass away No, no no no no no no In the past you pass away History told us that paradise was an apple And you ate that speech And no, no no no no no no no Injected blame makes you blind at all On women's land new poems are breathing History told us that paradise was an apple And I spit that shit And yes! Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes But my mind tells you no No no no no no no no Our voices say a lot