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[Verse 1]
Hey, I’ve got to tell, I know it may seem easy
But you feel like hell, wind’s a little breazy and
The last cigarette has long been gone and you can’t say when
They’re gonna come again to your hand
And everything seems dead
Hey, hey, hey it ain’t so bad
[Verse 2]
And tell me, man, don’t you feel the same
Just look above and say you can’t see the pain
And besides her a raven is there
With a black silhouette, that reminds you of the days
When the haze could actually be blazed
Then it would’ve helped, but now it’s like it rains
And it is wet
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad
[Verse 3]
And tell me, man, would ya laugh again?
Like, if there were something that would make
You feel happy again, would ya then move your face?
Would ya admit to yourself, that just for the sake
Of once feeling blue, you don’t have to look
Forever sad
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad
[Verse 4]
Lemme remind to you, if you had no clue
You don’t have to frown, you can open your mouth
You can laugh, you can smile, don’t just lay on the pile
Remember what you once had
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad

Hey, hey, hey, it ain't so bad

[Verse 1]
Woke up, brushed my teeth
Got clothed and felt weak
So I stopped, went ahead
Got in car, sat in back
Checked my scars, which she had
Gave me
[Verse 2]
Rode there for hours
Holding her red flowers
Finally arrived, when
Good day, said a man
Already this in May
Isn't normal
[Verse 3]
Continued to the side
Said that I liked the sight
Sat in chair, lit cigar
Sang and played my guitar
Then she came, looked to sky
And gave me oral
[Chorus 1]
And I sat there through the dark
Thought that this’s the same ballpark
As a foot massage
[Verse 4]
Next day, in bedroom
Undressed and got cruel
When I came she had cum
Pour a glass full of rum
Together we drank all
And got crazy
[Verse 5]
We were doin’ shit
I thought that was it
Knew I could gone for clit
But to my plan I sticked
I refused the sweet bit
And gone for feet
[Verse 6]
Picked my cream and had stretched
Continued until the edge
Enjoyed it and then got hard
So afterwards she played her part
Did it good, it felt like art
And I was happy

[Chorus 2]
And I sat there through the dark
Thought that this’s the same ballpark
As on oral

Foot massage

I've wanted it ever since i met you
I could've done it but you
Didn't want me to do
What you said that you would
I’m a fucking fighter
It is getting brighter
The sun came
So now we're sane
Did what was best
The snow melts but can't rest
Didn't want to play
Never said you may
Do what you want, you're drake
You could be gone but well
You can’t have gone through well
Don’t you think the same
You ain’t no saint
Is it or me or the set?
Is impossible to get
Satisfaction, the feeling so wet
Doing so much I can’t
Sleep if I ain’t baked
But that doesn’t help
The brain is gonna jump
Out of my head, champ
Got to check the one
Thing which helps me, my
Mobile phone, want it now
Give it to me you son
Of a bitch, or I’ll be
Crazy as a bee
Never wanted it
But you’re sister’s bitch
Don’t wanna kill the rich
But they always ain’t
Responsible for their wealth
Who helped
Well, the drake

Satan's Theory of Anarchism


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[Verse 1]
Hey, I’ve got to tell, I know it may seem easy
But you feel like hell, wind’s a little breazy and
The last cigarette has long been gone and you can’t say when
They’re gonna come again to your hand
And everything seems dead
Hey, hey, hey it ain’t so bad
[Verse 2]
And tell me, man, don’t you feel the same
Just look above and say you can’t see the pain
And besides her a raven is there
With a black silhouette, that reminds you of the days
When the haze could actually be blazed
Then it would’ve helped, but now it’s like it rains
And it is wet
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad
[Verse 3]
And tell me, man, would ya laugh again?
Like, if there were something that would make
You feel happy again, would ya then move your face?
Would ya admit to yourself, that just for the sake
Of once feeling blue, you don’t have to look
Forever sad
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad
[Verse 4]
Lemme remind to you, if you had no clue
You don’t have to frown, you can open your mouth
You can laugh, you can smile, don’t just lay on the pile
Remember what you once had
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad

Hey, hey, hey, it ain't so bad

[Verse 1]
Woke up, brushed my teeth
Got clothed and felt weak
So I stopped, went ahead
Got in car, sat in back
Checked my scars, which she had
Gave me
[Verse 2]
Rode there for hours
Holding her red flowers
Finally arrived, when
Good day, said a man
Already this in May
Isn't normal
[Verse 3]
Continued to the side
Said that I liked the sight
Sat in chair, lit cigar
Sang and played my guitar
Then she came, looked to sky
And gave me oral
[Chorus 1]
And I sat there through the dark
Thought that this’s the same ballpark
As a foot massage
[Verse 4]
Next day, in bedroom
Undressed and got cruel
When I came she had cum
Pour a glass full of rum
Together we drank all
And got crazy
[Verse 5]
We were doin’ shit
I thought that was it
Knew I could gone for clit
But to my plan I sticked
I refused the sweet bit
And gone for feet
[Verse 6]
Picked my cream and had stretched
Continued until the edge
Enjoyed it and then got hard
So afterwards she played her part
Did it good, it felt like art
And I was happy

[Chorus 2]
And I sat there through the dark
Thought that this’s the same ballpark
As on oral

Foot massage

I've wanted it ever since i met you
I could've done it but you
Didn't want me to do
What you said that you would
I’m a fucking fighter
It is getting brighter
The sun came
So now we're sane
Did what was best
The snow melts but can't rest
Didn't want to play
Never said you may
Do what you want, you're drake
You could be gone but well
You can’t have gone through well
Don’t you think the same
You ain’t no saint
Is it or me or the set?
Is impossible to get
Satisfaction, the feeling so wet
Doing so much I can’t
Sleep if I ain’t baked
But that doesn’t help
The brain is gonna jump
Out of my head, champ
Got to check the one
Thing which helps me, my
Mobile phone, want it now
Give it to me you son
Of a bitch, or I’ll be
Crazy as a bee
Never wanted it
But you’re sister’s bitch
Don’t wanna kill the rich
But they always ain’t
Responsible for their wealth
Who helped
Well, the drake

Satan's Theory of Anarchism

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[Verse 1]
Hey, I’ve got to tell, I know it may seem easy
But you feel like hell, wind’s a little breazy and
The last cigarette has long been gone and you can’t say when
They’re gonna come again to your hand
And everything seems dead
Hey, hey, hey it ain’t so bad
[Verse 2]
And tell me, man, don’t you feel the same
Just look above and say you can’t see the pain
And besides her a raven is there
With a black silhouette, that reminds you of the days
When the haze could actually be blazed
Then it would’ve helped, but now it’s like it rains
And it is wet
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad
[Verse 3]
And tell me, man, would ya laugh again?
Like, if there were something that would make
You feel happy again, would ya then move your face?
Would ya admit to yourself, that just for the sake
Of once feeling blue, you don’t have to look
Forever sad
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad
[Verse 4]
Lemme remind to you, if you had no clue
You don’t have to frown, you can open your mouth
You can laugh, you can smile, don’t just lay on the pile
Remember what you once had
Hey, hey, hey, it ain’t so bad

Hey, hey, hey, it ain't so bad

[Verse 1]
Woke up, brushed my teeth
Got clothed and felt weak
So I stopped, went ahead
Got in car, sat in back
Checked my scars, which she had
Gave me
[Verse 2]
Rode there for hours
Holding her red flowers
Finally arrived, when
Good day, said a man
Already this in May
Isn't normal
[Verse 3]
Continued to the side
Said that I liked the sight
Sat in chair, lit cigar
Sang and played my guitar
Then she came, looked to sky
And gave me oral
[Chorus 1]
And I sat there through the dark
Thought that this’s the same ballpark
As a foot massage
[Verse 4]
Next day, in bedroom
Undressed and got cruel
When I came she had cum
Pour a glass full of rum
Together we drank all
And got crazy
[Verse 5]
We were doin’ shit
I thought that was it
Knew I could gone for clit
But to my plan I sticked
I refused the sweet bit
And gone for feet
[Verse 6]
Picked my cream and had stretched
Continued until the edge
Enjoyed it and then got hard
So afterwards she played her part
Did it good, it felt like art
And I was happy

[Chorus 2]
And I sat there through the dark
Thought that this’s the same ballpark
As on oral

Foot massage

I've wanted it ever since i met you
I could've done it but you
Didn't want me to do
What you said that you would
I’m a fucking fighter
It is getting brighter
The sun came
So now we're sane
Did what was best
The snow melts but can't rest
Didn't want to play
Never said you may
Do what you want, you're drake
You could be gone but well
You can’t have gone through well
Don’t you think the same
You ain’t no saint
Is it or me or the set?
Is impossible to get
Satisfaction, the feeling so wet
Doing so much I can’t
Sleep if I ain’t baked
But that doesn’t help
The brain is gonna jump
Out of my head, champ
Got to check the one
Thing which helps me, my
Mobile phone, want it now
Give it to me you son
Of a bitch, or I’ll be
Crazy as a bee
Never wanted it
But you’re sister’s bitch
Don’t wanna kill the rich
But they always ain’t
Responsible for their wealth
Who helped
Well, the drake

Satan's Theory of Anarchism


About Me

Bio

Hi, I'm Michael from Czech republic and I love music (and Spongebob as well). I'm a big fan of rock, I like some classics (like Zeppelins and Aerosmith), punk (mostly the classic one, but I also really like some hardcore and skapunk stuff), grunge (AiC, Soundgarden, Love Battery, The Melvins, Mudhoney, I suppose you know what I mean) or psychedelic (The Kaleidoscope, The 13th Floor Elevators, Jimi Hendrix, etc.) and I am also a big fan of just good lyrics, so I like Cohen, Dylan, Karel Kryl (a Czech folk singer, with his writing skills and whole livestory really similiar to Bob Dylan) or Neil Young. I'm a student, but I've had a part-time job as an editor (for an esport magazine) for more than three years, so I know how to handle words, I guess. I'm really into politics, economics and philosophy and it could be told from my lyrics, which are often really influenced by the fact I'm a libertarian (actually a straightforward anarchocapitalist). I never thought I'd be a lyricist, but since I've been really enjoying writing poems, lyrics and short stories just for myself last few years, I thought I can try to get more than just my joy from them. If you're looking for politically oriented lyrics in English or Czech, I'm definitely here for you. I also like to challenge my personal life problems with writing about them so I definitely can, and also did, write something about love, drugs, loneliness or parent problems.

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Editor for an esport magazine

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