Before I leave I'll write a note
A perfect prose without a plot
About the present and the past
About the time that mustn't last
The time is streaming like a blood
So quickly turning into flood
We are too deaf to hear the noise
We are too blind to make a choice
No one deserves saving,
Price for the life cheaper
Interest rate changing
Lead you in debt deeper
The sweetness of disgusting words
Dead presidents are in my purse
You have to buy, you have to sell
You have to lie, still looking well
Just now
Try to hide
All your fear
Time is here
Can't you see
Just do what it wants you to
Just do what it wants you to!
Sometimes you want to curse the time,
You've never tried to cross the line
We are too speechless to be right
The truth will always be denied

INVIA LE CORREZIONI