Our lips held firmly like a solid rock
Our hands held death like glorious future
Our life sucked with scummy and dummy
We trade our precious life with honey-death.
We dwell in poverty and dine with death agent
Every ash never told us that our life is popping off
Yet we run deep to inhale little happiness
Which endure for while.
We tend to enjoy yet we endangered our system
We roast our system like Suya
Oiling it with toxicant tequila.
We pop smoke to the world like sango
Sarcastic men hailed us "long live god of smoke"
When it's hurting us, he smiles in fiery red
Squeezing our cheeks like burger and popping our vitality away
Oh Men! our deadly achievement kills us more
than orca
We tend to inhale peace yet it shattered our vitality into pieces.
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