You bump your whole life to pay your tombstone
You mask your face while reading a newspaper
You walk like a robot in the corridors of the subbway,
People do not touch you, you must take the first step
You want to talk without passing the buck
Unable to move without your bulletproof vest.
You would like to give eye to justice
Impossible to rape this people full of flaws>
Antisocial you are loosing your blood cold
Think about all those years of service
Antisocial, soon the years of abuse,
Finally the time lost that one catches more
Crush people has become your hubby
In the splashing you become embarassing
In your despair, there is some hope
That of seeing people without makeup and less bastards
But stop to take stock, shakes his first rather,
Move your retirement, your behaviour is too perfect
Raise up, we are here, you're not alone
Those who envy you today, will judge you tomorrow.
Fed up with this business world of shit...
לפני 14 שנים. 17 בדצמבר 2009 בשעה 12:41