Garbage Day Poetry

from by lowlife



Wake up screaming.

The alarm goes off, the routine begins.
Another empty day, reality sets it.
I am forced, I’ll never find a way.
Born at the bottom, and stuck to the bottom, there is no escape.

We all can’t be doctors, we all can’t be lawyers
But we are all born with orifice.
Kiss your dreams good bye, from the moment your alive,
The dollar sign maps your life’s design.

There is only one way, only one.
Find the pigs, split the wigs
And take all their money.

We’ll watch them die.

Born at the bottom, there’s no way to the top.
Kill those motherfuckers, the money’s their god.
Born at the bottom, kill your way to the top.
Just kill your way. (2x)

Born with nothing, end the suffering, kill the rich, destroy the country. (2x)

Cuz it’s given me fucking nothing.


from Stranded on Retard Island, released February 15, 2013



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