Текст песни Self-Made

I'll love this world today And I'll hate it tomorrow There's nothing sacred to me There's nothing to make me stoop No one wiped my ass And I don't turn the other cheek I love daydreaming But it's my policy to make my dreams come true No more if's Zeros try to determine our fate But their jaws will drop sooner or later All this carousel of absurd lies Is nothing but paddling in shit And the next thing they know I'm wallowing in cash I hear it's never as bad as it can get Right, status quo suits me fine This is the very end Of all the meaningless platitudes just a required accessory anyway Stay where you are my friend Don't even want to know the reality And stay true to your illusion