I told you no one would want you Only the dead beat losers With babies that came from woodlock. I told you. You were born poor With a poor spirit. There is no escape. You were born into hell. You feel that?? That feeling of hopelessness. The same thing you
Money was created to keep us unhappy Keep us wanting more. Limiting us Seeing the bad side of everything. If it ain’t money. We need it too much. We can never have enough of it What is money, I mean really. A plant. Processed and modified To feel like something.
I deserve to be loved correctly By somebody who respects me By someone who wouldn’t let me… Walk away at the drop of a dime. I’m not asking you to chase me love a man who wouldn’t erase me.. Out of his phone when he gets pissed off Kisses me
What if we are the aliens? With shitty perspectives. Moving during the day and sleeping during the night. What if we are the aliens? Eating meat-killing animals. Stomping on tulips in our finest pair of combat boots. What if we are the destroyers? Polluting the air Contributing to
They don’t need you. I take that back… “They don’t deserve you.” -All the good you’ve done. -From the heart… But it’s all good… It’s all good. It’s all good ! They don’t know what I’m composed of… The queen they serve… They don’t know what I’m made
