Modern man, postmodern problems

I am smoking weed
With shaking hands
Last night was such a thrill
I am too old for this shit

I try to manage
But my hands are fire and money is paper
Impulses are desire
I am burning

Employment office told me
They have nothing to offer
My life is aiming towards
The gray wall I can't get trough



Credits
Writer(s): Petri Hukka
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