In that world called my name.

 i wish i could run away and find my own place to stay.
To stay away, from the people who want me to pay.
and from the people that are losing the game of life.
that we play every day.

If i could my place, would never go to waste.
It would keep me in place.

Sorrowing spires and something to admire.
yes it has that.
A closet full of hats that hang on the ceiling walls like bats.
also that.
a room where visions run wild and don't lack for style.
i would put my papers in a fashionable pile.
a place where i could transport myself from here to some miles.
my house would never go out of style,
and it would clean itself and never be mean to me.

 i wish i could run away and find my own place to stay.

To stay away, from the people who want me to pay.

and from the people that are losing the game of life.

that we play every day.

Sorrowing spires and something to admire.

yes it has that.

A closet full of hats that hang on the ceiling walls like bats.

also that.

a room where visions run wild and don't lack for style.

i would put my papers in a fashionable pile.

a place where i could transport myself from here to some miles.

my house would never go out of style, 

and it would clean itself and never be mean to me.

AND I WOULD CALL IT my name, 

and that's not a shame.

 i could run threw miles of exotic plants.

everyone would cant and dance.

i could go to France. 

and go to other worlds in advance.

sometimes i get pulled away from my dream world 

and into reality.

Where there is a loss for formality.

I can only hope it will become reality.

In that world called my name where no one's  to blame.

In that world called my name.

In that world called my name.

In that world called my name

Name.Name.Name. Name. Name. Name.