Lyrics and music by Ian Zafra

Listen tangible minds
Those who come by the fashion and style
I do agree
That I don't likely see
What it really means to me

And my conscience can't choose
Which is right
From which is neatly done
Am I the one
Who doesn't have much fun
But can't you understand

And my tangible rhymes
Just collide
How I truly am sad
To think it wasn't so bad
To think it wasn't so bad

It wasn't so bad