i'm a goldfish in a jar
living with warms
my master gives into a glass
die whenever he doesn't give
I hate this life
hate being this shit!
this fucking glass..
becoming a fucking strong
searching for my mother fucker!
who used to treat me as a slave
beats him to death
he says " my boss hates me
so took my anger out on you"
and he asked for his life
excited when met his boss
he always regards his men as warm
he sucks the bloods of his men
like a fucking leach
cut his stomach
full of rotten bloody money
cut from his worker's vein
he says this country inverts all the systems
nation made up of the bloods
bloods from bloody creature
met the fucking head
he got a head full of shit
no brain, no notion only his greed
for destroying this country into shit
controlling the people and me..
when decides to throat his neck at that moment...
I wake up into fucking reality
my master again in real
playing my body with a gimlet
dream past..
reality now that I face is a slavery
smothered all the time
I would choose death on my freewill...