Unalive
2025-01-10
The rich people say we lazy and stupid But we never got the advantages that they did I had to sell dope to keep from unalive Three jobs at the same time so I would not Have to sleep at night in the park
Hoot Hoot, I could hear the owl I was glad he was outside Not inside to claw me to death Overwork is bad for the health But in these slavery states The rich wont accept anything else
I could hear the screach of the hawk At the break of dawn Waking me up so early you know its so wrong but still I love that beautiful bird no matter how bad his early morning screetches might hurt
In a city like this even great grandma sell xanex