Answer:
What can you break even if you never touch it?
Bright as diamonds, loud as thunder, never still, a thing of wonder. What am I?
If you've got me I'm everywhere. If you share me I'm nowhere. What am I?
I cannot be felt seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
I am a creature with a βtightβ name.
If I say "everything I tell you is a lie", am I telling you the truth or a lie?