Whispers of tomorrow
till the day of the sorrow
something in the shadow
is keeping me yellow
You are too fat
lose all that
you are not flat
guessing it goes away fast
The time has finally come
to prove you are a champ
something stops them at last
they must be dumb
\'\'A walking dead\'\' they say
looking pale and afraid
sick in every way
filled with outrage
I guess it\'s their insult
i fear in an instant
but it\'s only a rebuff
from a \'\'person\'\' to an infant