in my pocket.
I've got a life
in my suitcase.
Throw me into the deep blue sea.
I'll swim
Swim till I don't see land
Swim to the lamp that waves at me.
Put me on a big jumbo bike,
I'll paddle
with both my arms spread wide open
against the direction of flux.
Guess what're my chances of getting rammed.
Give me some time,
I'll buy you a cup of coffee
from the café across the street
run by a lovely Chinese Malaysian couple.
I have a lie in my life.
I have a life in my lie.
Both in my pocket and my suitcase.
And I'm ready to fly
away from the life
that I'm standing fine.
I lie to live.
I live to lie.
But will never cross the line
of pride.
