LIFE IN THE BOTTOMLESS CUP

LIFE IN THE BOTTOMLESS CUP
I am not happy,though I won the world
Muse on my nature,Iam the one who is sold
Tour de force,Tour de force,Tour de force
Appauld said it all
But I feel that is a toupee to cover the ball
An austeere is changed into an audicity shield
Wagging the pretense to cover the wheel
No one is there to heal
Struggling for a single breathe

Iam not happy,though I won the world
Muse at my nature,Iam the one who is sold