Feeling obligate of doing fucking things
Now you’ve lost your privacy
Cannot do whatever you want
You’re obligate to obey the rules
Tired of working at this nazy place
Your paycheck is lower than your job
The boss make you suffer and feel slobby
You are without liberty
Obligate to do what the boss says
And what your parents say
Obligate to do the things you didn’t want
Like the disgusting rotten fucking dishes
They always tell you what do
Your opinion is never known or no good
Treated apart because of your innocence
They never try to use your ideas
You’re one of a kind
But in this bullshit society
Where everyone over-estimates themselves
You’re feeling like a living dead
Obligation
Feeling slobby and crassy
You wanna kill yourself
But with a long time
You’ll sure find
The way to beat them
At their own game
Be awaiting
And you’ll win
Obligation