You have a piece of me on your teeth

Your tongue controls my breath

you ain't a fear, you are a peak

where I arrive weak and creak

I feel like silence in your call 

A leaf in decline in the fall

A ruthless spot in the urban drop

I am a leak without a stop

In an ocean of impressions 

I end up after fights

without my inceptions

without my rights

A white paper, as I began

ready for a new run

without lies, without crimes

for new falls, new climbs