No matter how much I think of it I can't understand,
How long will it takes you to react,
There is much agony and you with a coffee,
Definitely at it will be a champagne,
You already have it all, but you want more,
lest you leave something for the others,
You can be see suffering with the TV,
But if you see misery you'll change the channel.
You only care about what you want to see,
You world is reduced to what you play,
And you don't see
That this fucked up world is oozing pus,
And you're screwed on and within it
Or you can't even see where your feet are?
You are illuminated by an artificial sun,
You are only motivated by what's material,
How much of your vice are you going to lose today
Together with your blindness that is very natural?
The streets look at you and laugh at you,
They know someday you'll pay for it,
You keep thinking only about being happy,
Always distant of all the rest.
You only care about what you want to see,
You world is reduced to what you play,
And you don't see
That this fucked up world is oozing pus,
And you're screwed on and within it
Or you can't even see where your feet are?
I carry a needle with me
Your bubble I'll pop,
yours and your friends,
And I won't leave any behind.