Sitting In The Wardrobe-Anima/Anima

The style you walk this world With no respect For anyone This is my aversion! You are just like dregs You do not desire To stay alive You're a terrible residual I can't understand Why people Like your believe They're like Rambo You look like the people Who live in trees With teeth eroded by maggots But still You believe To be the king Of this village Go home to mommy Tell her I love you At home you are the pussy Sitting in the wardrobe Crying why mommy Doesn't love you In the evenings But turn back To the wannabe Rambo Of your small world Show all the people Of this f**king Asocial planet That you are the future Of tomorrow However. I will not be like All the idiots Who change sides When they see you in the streets And wet their Expensive jeans When you start crying in your circus