Product of society

 Number

 

1.Stayed too long in corporate

And look what they’ve done,

They treated us like numbers,

I have become one.

 

2.And all the things I hated

When I was still young,

I cannot live without them,

They’re part of me now.

 

3.And I was very sick then,

And no one would care,

Strangely they ask for help now,

I’ll never be there.

 

4.Stayed too long in corporate,

I am a number,

Don’t look at me with those eyes,

I can’t be bothered.

To all incels

 Upper middle forever

 

1.Don’t want to be with someone just to pay the rent,

Where all conversations tackle how much we spent,

No way, that life is the killer of all magic,

The first chapter of how love became tragic.

 

2.Don’t want to be with someone who kicks constantly,

Someone who takes their childhood trauma out on me

And finds excuses to be an abuser,

That is not a man, but a fucking loser.

 

3.Don’t need someone who needs me to make him happy,

Come at me if your life is no longer crappy;

You’ve got a sum of money in the bank, I see,

But you’re still stuck in a poor man’s mentality.

 

4.Nothing worse than those lines with which you hit on me,

Maybe except for your own monthly salary;

If you think I’d put up with you just for your touch,

Then know that a sex toy does not cost so much.

Comparison is they joy-killer

 Most dangerous emotions

 

Some are poor and some are rich,

Tell me, isn’t life a bitch?

Some are pretty, others ugly,

Sadly they can both feel naughty;

Some are smart and some are dumb,

Forced to live in the same town,

Some know, others have no clue,

Hey, why should I envy you?

 

Some are sick and some are healthy,

And sometimes the sick get wealthy,

Some try, some don’t give a fuck,

Sometimes losers have some luck,

Some want love, others chase riches,

And later whores become witches,

There is nothing left to do,

Say, why should I pity you?

RIP

 Hollywood’s grave

 

There’s no such thing as a stroke,

Or amputated arm,

There’s no physical pain,

Just emotional one.

 

Everything will be woke,

Everything will be dumb,

Everything just the same,

All is for everyone.

 

Everything but a joke,

Bad one – for everyone,

Dancing on Hollywood’s grave,

Look how far we have come.