Down And Out Testo

I think I❝ll be on my way now, and I don❝t care about your failures and your headaches that I can❝t cure. Cause I don❝t need your business suits, paychecks, and clauses. Integrity is something frauds like you don❝t possess. I❝ll wipe the stars outta my eyes; trust in DIY. Get your filthy hands off what❝s mine. Your lazy ways, your lazy face, your lazy games have dragged me down too far. Down and out with battlescars. Suck like a leech. Art is money. Emotion❝s worthless. And you can teach how failures look so smooth and flawless. Risin❝ to challenges you can never reach. Just a Big Bloody Satire of something real.