Cripple Bastards - Danas Je Dan Za Lijencine lyrics

[Cripple Bastards - Danas Je Dan Za Lijencine lyrics]

"Sunday" is your freedom
They concede you a miserable truce
Take it as the sweetest present life can give
6 days a week of monotony, humiliations
Sheer submission how can you accept it?
How can you fit the rules of a game
Where "money" is the perpetual winner
And you're just a worthless pawn
Arranged on it's draughtboard?
Profit, career, social climb
Send your freedom to the gallows
Take the rope and fck it again
Slaves chained to assembly lines, offices
Bent over desks, glued to TV screens
"Sunday" will be their compensation
Horses waiting for their sugarplums
Sunday tradition is their happiness
Sunday you can be lazy, wake up late
Watch your fave programs
Fck your partner to the bone
Ignoring that while you do it there's


Someone standing on your back
Ready to stick 6 fingers in your stripped ass
"Give me a moment's respite
Embrace this sweet-uncertain chest
Make me feel at least something
- Stain me with sex, deep down
No fun no pleasure i
Need nothing but normality"
Work burns out repetitive actions
Whitered a lovely mind
Fragmentary comforts dug a deep grave and now
"Zajebat lijudi je znacenije tvog zivota"

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