bored-bleemisch

They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them
I'm guided by a signal in the heavens
I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin
I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons
I don't like your fashion business mister
And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin
I don't like what happened to my sister Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin