You really want people to cry, I dont understand, you or your living, they all like your money, you can have what you need, good journeys, and dreams, pills you all eat.

You all have your work, nobody want to be with you, or see your needs, you really have chosen your feeds, you dont break my world, you can run with your own feets.

You all play with peoples lifes, its all the time, the same fight, maybe you need it, 'i just want other kind of living, hoe can you stand your life, money eases, but you have no lovelife, it all comes back again, you like your path, 'the hole game.