Every friday night I see you wasted,
I see you captivated like a fucking slave,
Those couple drops are your hardcore domina,
Putting cuffs on you wrists like a cop,
With your mind in the darkest prison cell
You can't see the sky nor the line of horizon,
Your blured eyes can't see the real deal,
Last thoughts falling down with the blood from your nose,
You fall down like a boxer after the deadliest mach
You're the hangman of your own gallows
Freely giving up your own independence
Buying next round paying with pieces of your spine
Selling yourself and feeling no pain
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