Useless life without
Motives to wake up
Desolate truck in which I rot.
Existence all in doubt
Whereto go from now
Gutter calls, my final downfall.
Foot in the ground, it's s**ing me down,
No use to struggle it's quick sand.
Cursing the day, I went astray,
Never again will I be sane.
[Chorus]
s**, f**
Program's clear and simple.
Quick buck,
I bend down for your dough.
Down struck,
Life's just a who*e and that's all.
s** and f** off.
Sold my soul cheap to pay,
Pa**age at the gate,
Raped and robbed as I went my way.
Locked inside (a) beaten truck,
Stench and oozing muck,
Sides close in, forming my coffin.
[Chorus]
s**, f**
Program's clear and simple.
Quick buck,
I bend down for your dough.
Down struck,
Life's just a who*e and that's all.
s** and f** off.