CanceroGenic

Jul 01, 2021

Used to love my little town, smiles looked real, no smirky mimics

As a kid I would feel charmed, all the corners seemed so scenic

Plastic paradise, no worries, but my little head went screaming

Every ad on every wall would harshly whisper, kids, 'stop dreaming'

And so dreaming I did stop, couldn`t get a shitty job

Better take another walk

Silent knife throughout that clock

Can`t afford to change my lock

Why ya`ll like the trashy flock?

Every bench at every stop

Seated down with hearts of rock

All you do is have them mocked

Golden houses want us fucked

I will hit until youre shut

The inflation, fills their gut

Nevereding rat race cancer,

Holy tissues, fuck them up

Spoiled young angsters

Skinny gangsters

Board clips painting perfect love.

Greta Oldenburg

Kaunas 2021

Enjoy this post?

Buy Greta Oldenburg a book

More from Greta Oldenburg