Dices

Sorry, I'm not ignoring you
Stay in my head's all I do

Thanks to my dad
Made a door
Spin the knob out of my room

Let firewood burn, turn to stone
While you fly
Dices roll, go and show
What will happen
And if you don't believe
It is random, how I see
Black and white
Those were my filters and it's all I see

Sorry I'm not including you
Talk to Dan Kep is all I do

I feel the sky
It's so close
And it is all made of wood

I can't predict
Although think what will happen
But I mean that the things have a purpose
And bring happiness
Also sadness
Of the person these depend
Black and white
Those where my letters
And it's all I did



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