She was born in limbo. With the need to be as simple. As her makers and the made up things she dreamed. Falling from high buildings 'til she. Was numb to the feeling really. She would never be quite what she seemed. She was just as hollow as a. Earth opened up swallowing her. Off the grid and into paradise her whole life. On a ride her whole life was on a ride on a ride life was on a ride. Sailing through the cosmic seas. Her celestial frequency was needed. To fulfill the prophecy. She was too real to believe in. Though if they would she could free them. From the truth that they've been told a lie their whole life. On a ride yeah whole life was on a ride on a ride. Life is on a ride your whole life is on a ride. Your whole life is on a ride. Your whole life is on a ride always on the wire. Use to be so different you were not this type of guy. Always set aside all your extra pride. Then you started trippin' different bitches on the side. Yeah and I am not surprised no I am not surprised. You always demand things that I could not supply. And I could not survive. If you don't have survival then I cannot take that ride. Your whole life is on a ride your whole life is on a ride. She was just as basic as the universal language of love. Necessary to keep him alive