the mind of fire

The mind of fire

I get into the play

Why we need to play the fools?

I really don't know

I really can't tell why

Maybe I can say it is money

The root of evil comes to mind

I watch the episodes

I listen to the words

I read the lies feed into it

“Everything is fine

The fundamentals are strong

The Ringgit will bounce back!”

Well....I know

It hasn't climbed the steps

Our value chains going down

I don't know what to tell

It is the mind of fire

Crashing numbers but pockets empty

Everything is going up

The ghost busters jumping wild

And my mind of fire

The whales still splashing in the seas