The Pill - Salaryman

You think you are torturing your mind
What a blessing
You are one of those who are kind
How impressing

I can't get enough of how you're spitting in my face
Talking mindless talks so I'll give you a raise

Creating a bigger desire
With metal and glass and attire
You want me to gasp and admire
The one and only supplier

The salaryman sleeps on a bench
A briefcase is holding his head
His eyes are big and red
He knows he has to so that's what he does.

As long as the carrot
Is waving
On its stick
you'll be old white mens little bitch

Im gonna f*cking kill you

And when the point is pointless
But the itch does itch
Be your own provider and eat the rich