Let them keep playing in case,
To ease their self-embrace,
But I am not playing in their place.
I love playing too both internally and surface,
I love the mood of self-embrace.
It is sweet to live with ease,
It is sweet to live in peace.
Just like tracing the face of the card Ace.
As time tickles going on to a phase,
As time is too short to personify a chase.
Who the hell is me that can't be disgraced?
Who the hell are you that can't be replaced?
Though I can be displaced,
But I will never lose my Ace.
In the act of betrayal base,
In the act of solidity, I mace.
So let's see the space .. shall we?
So let's know the case.. shall we?
So let them keep playing in case,
To ill and ease their self-embrace.
But I am not playing in their place,
So to erase their delusional embrace.
I have embraced and erased,
I have traced and showcased in the case.
That I love the mood of self-place,
That I love the phase and Ace.