Workin for a livin
That bacon sizzlin
Housin and medicine
Keep dreamin

Big house a car and some kids
Stead I got a bike and some sids
Family taken to the big house by feds
And a bank account in the red

So many said I wanna be dead
Everywhere its read
The depression of the kids
Generation of the dead

Still born lost in the womb
Bombs dropped on Aggha-Solatan
Satan throwing food in a lunchroom
Playground spats killin  all around

So which  team you stand with
For the game of pleading the fifth
Actions and words Irrelevant all on faith
In a team like our lives are sport on earth

Everywhere on earth us against them
Them against us and all for them
Rich kids throwing fits bangin drums
Gettin people to march out of the slums

Say I'm unambitious but I just wanna be rich
Wanna feel something before I'm left in a ditch
A pure love nestled in my heart but life's a *****
So long since I was able to feel a tender touch

My stony heart lacks the sense of feeling
Barely call its beating a state of being
Clay in the shape of a man pretending
That what it does is really living

You got red eyes and irises so blue
Commiserate an sigh along with you
Problems we already knew not so new
I try to solve the case without a clue

Sunset just goes by talk in twilight
Embers of words keeps us alight
A fires last stirrings before it dies
And we part off into the night

Holden a narcissist pride
Eat my heart with rye
Look at a sunny day with a sigh
Always feels like the end is nigh

Sell out a million for a billion
Bloodflow, cashflow all im feelin
Keep pumpin till oblivion
Aint no ceilin and corpses pile on

Unapologetic ******* cash rules everything now
Pathetic stay low and when I pass you better bow
Autokrat choose when the deathblow hits earth now
Fully automatic sell to to the Congo, cash for ammo

God is cash and im feelin like money
Only one I'll let in to heaven is me
Peasant blood best remember fealty
Best worship the ground beneath me

I Keep pushin on the system till it cracks
While its delegates write me a paycheck
They lick my boots while I crush your neck
They watch as you suffocate fear the plutomaniac

Drinkin vino toast "finito"
Did it ever start though
Brain aches so slow
Down the flow
More wine now

Rolling grape ape burn a jay
Feeling clouds so high I pray
At the void to just stay away
White noise is the everyday
So soon its almost may

Twenty two years three without fear
Even still death feels so near
Melancholy life consuming cheer
Burn it,, drink it, just to feel tears
Raise a glass and toast "cheers"