Fucking money

It's night again. I fell back.

My old self is back, only now I'm a thousand times better.

Did you think you broke me? Well, no.

This was never about you.

Let my name float before your eyes when I can't even remember yours.

You will never feel what I feel. Very few people can experience this feeling, and you are not one of them.

I have no partner, wounds only find partners in wounds. I didn't want a wound until now, but I've realized that broken people only find solace in broken people.

I don't need money anymore, a real ghetto guy always finds a way. I look for the trash cans with my eyes to see which ones might have a few cigarette butts. To get some tobacco out of them to fill a new one for myself.

As I scrape together the scraps others left to build myself a new life

Maybe I wasn't as poor as others, but we couldn't afford to buy a chocolate bar as an extra expense. We lived from month to month. Like now...There's no other way to live in this fucking Hungary. Loans upon loans and it will never end.This fucking suffering never ends

I don't need money anymore, a real ghetto guy always finds a way. I look for the trash cans with my eyes to see which ones might have a few cigarette butts. To get some tobacco out of them to fill a new one for myself.

As I scrape together the scraps others left to build myself a new life.

I look into people's eyes and see either suffering or mockery. After all, the rich don't have to suffer, they just look at people mockingly as we suffer.

You say you don't need money to be happy? Are you kidding? Look who's saying that.. The man on whose hand the Michael Kors watch flashes.

Not the homeless man sleeping at the end of the street whose hat you can't find more than a few coins in.

I don't need money anymore., a real ghetto guy always finds a way. I look for the trash cans with my eyes to see which ones might have a few cigarette butts. To get some tobacco out of them to fill a new one for myself.

As I scrape together the scraps others left to build myself a new life.

Relationships are ruined because of money. My mom and dad broke up just because of this.

My family is fucked up, I'm fucked up. All of Hungary is fucked up.

Are you surprised that people buy alcohol with their leftover money? Are you surprised why Hungary is one of the most alcoholic countries? Don't be surprised.

I'm not going to school on Monday because I'm hungover. I'm going to school on Tuesday, but school is such outdated shit that I'm drinking myself to death on Tuesday night. I won't go in on Wednesday either because I'm hungover, but I'll go in again on Thursday and drink again in the afternoon. I'm taking another break on Friday and then drinking all Saturday to finally feel like the week is over. And on Sunday I'll also drink myself to death because tomorrow is Monday again.

I don't need money, a real ghetto guy always finds a way. Find a way to distance yourself from reality......

reality.....