06 - I Clean My Mind Imploring For Coma

Lend me every day life
Pay me to go on with the game, alone
Another empty day, wasted in shit
I feel sick
I'm fed up with your money
Frustrated, used
I see myself dying out in dullness
Just treat me like a pig
Don't turn, I had learnt from the best ones

I'm wicked, eager for life and coward
You feel guilty for those who die of thirst
You're a fucking hypocrite
Just shut your mouth

I kneel down in front of you
Without shame
Fuck you and all your lies

Raise the curtains over this sluggish shape
You drag yourself with no duties
Such a great result
You are offering me only drought and slaves without a master
A son of a bitch who exploits you
This is all I can do

I laugh hysterical thinking about tomorrow
Days of expectation have finished
Look at yourself
To continue your way at the centre of despise

I kneel down in front of you
Without shame
I will show my toxin to you

The day changes
I change my day

I clean my mind imploring for coma
A different day
Tired of hiding, today I'll be myself

- Jacopo Battuello -