Poorest Man Alive
I want to be the poorest man alive Knowing that everyone around me Is doing well, is happy and dancing I don’t need any of that All i need is a quiet room
I want to be the poorest man alive Knowing that everyone around me Is doing well, is happy and dancing I don’t need any of that All i need is a quiet room
You have to fight the sickness Everytime you go to the shop Looking for diamonds In a bag of glass War is hell Gypsy at heart Money money gypsy version Lost my
Guess im just anothrr turd on his phoneSitting in an airport, going homeRooster illusions spinning in my headWhat can i say that i havent al
its almost impossibleto get out of the trapeven when you knowyou gotta roll with the punchesbut they keep comingreality pounding downuntil you find yourselfin s
its not cool to be a weirdo anymore DONT LISTEN TO MEBECAUSE I DONT KNOWWHAT I'M TALKING ABOUTI'M JUST TALKINGFOR THE SAKE OF TALKINGAFRAID OF THE SILENCEWHEN I
May I be free from all hatred.
its ok to not like thingsits ok to be in a bad moodits ok to not feel the fireits ok to feel like shitits ok to want moreits ok to want differentits ok to fail
Despite my flawsi am a man in aweof the holy timelineWhere the latest annoyancesand grievances occuralmost on a daily basisSometimes i googlefaraway placesislan
Are you read to join Vicevoids?
babies crying in a clown world words scurrying like vampire rats running free in old cinemas when the credits roll the skies will fall dont wanna die unti