• I want to be free,
    and fly so freely,
    but something i somehow see
    seems to realize me.

    I once heard something
    Something about this little thing.
    " All our lives we sweat and save,
    Building for a shallow grave. "

    It means towards all the work,
    after all the times without a smirk,
    your just digging yourself a grave,
    a grave you cannot save.

    Who is really God?
    For i rather just walk over an esplanade.
    Funny really for i don't care about lord.
    Hell, i rather get bored.

    I do almost everyday.
    Same old place i say.
    Nothing to do, nothing to care
    Not even something about a retarded dare.

    Sad really, I'm wasting my life
    Water at hand, a rotten old knife.
    Nothing to do. Wait i uh, repeated that
    Heh, i can't think right because of my cat.

    I forgot where were we,
    I believe it was my eyes to see.
    See something that is free.
    Let it be;

    A man will work without pay
    But would rather moan and cry everyday.
    " Not enough money, not enough chances,
    Don't ask for any advances. "

    I don't get paid to do this
    For i love to write and exists.
    I barely get paid at all
    i don't work in the fall.

    I spoke with my father today
    " Don't 'screw' up your life cause you won't get enough pay.
    I 'screwed' up in high-school and wanted to be the class-joker
    Now im 'fricken' working 2 jobs " And yes he's a smoker.

    I love him though,
    More than my eyes marveling at the snow.
    But a perfect example for this piece,
    Try to understand it at least.

    A man without work and pay
    Is repeating the same by day and day.
    " All our lives we sweat and save,
    Building for a shallow grave. "