They ate the little yellow kitty, man.
Right in front of my eyes they solved him,
pulled from every side.
On an empty lot, they ate my poor one.
He couldn’t even say “don’t”.
He closed his eyes, let himself go.
Those cursed ones ate the little yellow.
They thought his life was a game.
But you’ve got a bit of dumbass in you too.
What are you doing among wolves.
In the end you’re just a little yellow kitty.
A shitty scapegoat.
Don’t do things like that again, ok?
They watch from the window, they can’t intervene.
No one can protect you.
On an empty lot they’ll wreck you.
Don’t do that again, alright?
Come on, don’t, next time don’t.
Promise yourself. Repent, do your little vows.
Say: I’m not walking into the wolves’ yard holding candy.
Say: I won’t do business with bastards,
Say: I won’t tolerate cowards,
Say: I won’t salute commanders,
Say: you empathy-less dogs,
Say it all. For my yellow kitty,
For my little lion, huh,
Alright then, may God have mercy.
Next time, you’re the most glorious one.
You can’t resurrect the dead. They’re happy like that. They’re fine. They’re good.
You can’t resurrect the dead. They’re happy like that. They’re fine. They’re good.
Came around nine or something… but what changed? been screaming for ninety damn years, who actually heard it?
Came around nine or something… but what changed? been screaming for ninety damn years, who actually heard it?
Imaginary handmade football objects for the 48 nations of WC26
Imaginary handmade football objects for the 48 nations of WC26
After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.
After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.
