I will never obey the rules which they talked about in school
“Pushing your way through makes you a lucky man.
Who falls on the ground, stays on the floor. No time to help you“
No way you get me into this
No competition prefer to stay a misfit
My energy is something that i won´t lend
I won´t die with a pencil sewed on my fucking hand
I won´t die with a pencil sewed on my fucking hand
No competition, no greed, no compare
To live like a slave is not what i prefer
And if I drudge i do it for myself
I will never break this back for wealth
Notes:
About being raised to capitalist comodities, the
daily perssure to deliver the best possible performance
and the disagreement with both.
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