listen,listen,
can't have let you,
living your life,
in your own thoughts.
every wasted second,
you curled your lips into a smile,
thinking you're closed to God.
it fucking disturbs my mind.
wake the fuck up!
you sentence us,
by what you have looked.
you don't fucking know us.
you don't fucking know the future.
you son of a bitch!
shut the fuck up,
coz you don't even know the truth,
about this rope,
we're holding tight to.
you're just humiliating,
us.
artword by,
fira
