The road is intentional, but being ahead is not my race This world is consistent, I don’t want anything from it People run a cattle carriage after the rest The whole world is more of a liar than the Khawaja It doesn’t matter, I don’t care I still can't find the dream that wakes me up The important thing is let me tell you Let me tell you a little about the necessary Things inside me that I still don't know Many tales and stories that I'm still familiar with