You're nothing.

You're gonna get up on the streets.

Let me go into your cage.

At least it's clear where I slept.

My mother-in-law is not smart.

Your psychology is armed.

My mental health is shot.

I was kicked out of every city.

Which city should I tell you?,
All the cases are scattered.

Which case should I tell you?,
Sit next to me.

Let me tell you.

My eyes are wet.

Now let me make you cry.

You will understand when the last cigarette is extinguished with your tears.

When my friends were on the road, when I returned.

You are against the industry.

You will rest in Varos.

No one will come.

You will not say go.

You will not want to drink.

I do not know.

This is maybe the last line I wrote.

Maybe the last step I took.

Maybe the last wine I drank.

Maybe the last fate I broke.

Maybe the last woman I loved.

Maybe the last sin I entered.

Maybe the last wall I screamed.

I'm tired.

Where are you?,
I fell in the eyes of the father's son.

Where am I?,
I'm in a place I do not know.

Our paths are smoky.

Love your liver.

Thank you.

Thank you.