You murder people at work, its easy you say, you love your talk, its not interesting to me, you take your space with violance, its your thing, you all have the same roads, its raw, but you like the smoky stones.

You all have the love in your own streets, çyou are family men, talk is cheep, you all have the god solaries, its your thing, i dont spend money on such a things,

You all have the loving homes, you dont need to get stoned, you love you brutal lifes, its the adults style, you love the velvet sky, it must be the only life.