24.11.10

Noname

We made the world to be unbearable for others
Because we hated them
We cursed the world
Never knowing we're cursing our children.

We hate this life
Even though we've chosen it for ourselves
We were absolutely incapacitated
We can never make the right choices.

Free, free from ourselves
Our fucking ego
Going on Jihad
Sucicide bombers we are.

Burning flesh
Dead children
Yes, we never have enough
Yes, we never really lived
But we tried
Oh yes, we fucking tried
With no luck
Pockets full of cigarettes
And no matches.

Ideas just don't get along with us.