Careless life given on a silver plate Illusory conviction that you’re more than great Money has no value since it’s always there Your inner vision has been impaired
Somehow, it will not ever change You’ll choose the easy way No sweat, no tears, no sand thrown Into your open eyes You’ve set a foul game That doesn’t know fair play Tell me explain me Where the fuck’s your shame?
Sticky hands, briefcases filled with cash You always end up with the bigger stash One for me five and six for you Under the streetlight no one has a clue
It’s the way You act That sickens me Your rotten morality failed Spoiling the bunch Parasitizing healthy cells It sickens me It sickens me
You always speak using the edge of knife On his anxiety your ego thrives No keys are needed to open any door Grab what’s inside and leave him on the floorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.