List in the mist I raise my fist, I miss Finding my bliss, my blitz bruise is sending me into that cruise reaching the stars, missing the start I try, not always that smart, I didn't take the bike, just the cart, how easy on my part, my art is not always visible, able to enable the cable, the thought about me, do I leave or do I stay? either way, this is my Ninja way. And now is dark in the park, cannot live on tree bark, I never miss my mark, losing my spark, one day, what can I say, if I may do that, thin or fat, you do the math, no more space for cakes, I made so many mistakes, but, given the time spent, every one of them was different. Welcome to the main event!