Shit shit
The stain’s all over
My clothes drenched in oil
I’m left with the waiters grin
As my day collapses
My debt’s increases
Capital city of credit score ruin
Shit shit
My clothes are done for
Ruined in oil and waste
My pocket’s empty
From the recycling of salt
Taste it, and you just might very well die
Shit shit
The world’s done for
Polluted, overflowing with dirt
Mucus forming into water
People dying, leaving matter for eternal means
Cure it and you might just implode
With hate and everlasting bitterness
But do persevere
Shit, shit
I mean there’s nothing left but to try one more las
SIMPLE WORLD 