Morning, day, evening and darkness
You fly away into abyss every day
Every time the swamp sucks you in deeper and deeper
At the bottom there are only pieces of paper from a casino and there is no soul
Closer to the devil, further away from the angel
Living as if you are in a reality show dumber every day
So beautiful and successful on the screen but in life you are a freak
Tell me, who are you? Are you fake or a human?
Years pass, the show no longer needs you and in life you don’t exist
You’re unhappy, although you have a lot of money, you failed to buy love
You bought a penthouse with casino on the roof which you won’t leave any more
You came to find friends but there’re only enemies
Came to find a girlfriend but there’re only prostitutes
You’re not a human any more, you are walking green paper
You know, life comes to an end and you didn’t understand the gist
You closed your eyes and flew away but nobody saw you off