Cosmopol
Suffocate for Fuck Sake
GENRE
I stood in the bathroom, inside Cosmopol and rinsed my face with cold water and thought “what am I doing?”. Then a guy came in and he said
“Hello, damn you‘re on a streak today”
I looked at him “Well?”
“Everyone can have a little bad luck“ and then he just handed me a stack of money. I looked at him, he was quite short and looked nice. I took the bundle. He didn‘t say much more, he just left me with the bundle of money. So, I went out, started playing again and it didn‘t take very long before the money was gone again
A contract, written in blood
Unknowing, unwilling
Misery on papper
Without doubt or thought
I signed
Bound to unfourtune
I lick the hand that feeds
Bound to try again
As I bleed
Enough was never enough for me
A life in dept
I can feel their eyes
In the back of my neck
Endlessly hungers for more
They are watching me
But this debt, it started to get bigger and they actually started making home visits outside my house when they became threatening. I got scared… really scared. They also started mentioning friends‘ addresses and asking, “do they feel comfortable where they live?”. Then I began to realize, now my gambling has had such consequences that I expose others to danger, what am I doing?
Then there was a time when I was waiting for some friends to come to my house. We would smoke some weed and play video games, cook dinner and have a great time… So I called them to see where they were, and they said that they were on their way home to me. So I unlocked the door, Went inside again and started showering
When I stood in the shower was about to get out and dry, I heard how the front door opened. The bathroom door is closed but I hear how my front door opens, then someone locks it from the inside, and at that point I know that it‘s not my friends. That knowledge, when I‘m actually a terrified guy and I started to realize that I owe money to some who isn’t that nice and they are probably in my small apartment right now
“Hello, damn you‘re on a streak today”
I looked at him “Well?”
“Everyone can have a little bad luck“ and then he just handed me a stack of money. I looked at him, he was quite short and looked nice. I took the bundle. He didn‘t say much more, he just left me with the bundle of money. So, I went out, started playing again and it didn‘t take very long before the money was gone again
A contract, written in blood
Unknowing, unwilling
Misery on papper
Without doubt or thought
I signed
Bound to unfourtune
I lick the hand that feeds
Bound to try again
As I bleed
Enough was never enough for me
A life in dept
I can feel their eyes
In the back of my neck
Endlessly hungers for more
They are watching me
But this debt, it started to get bigger and they actually started making home visits outside my house when they became threatening. I got scared… really scared. They also started mentioning friends‘ addresses and asking, “do they feel comfortable where they live?”. Then I began to realize, now my gambling has had such consequences that I expose others to danger, what am I doing?
Then there was a time when I was waiting for some friends to come to my house. We would smoke some weed and play video games, cook dinner and have a great time… So I called them to see where they were, and they said that they were on their way home to me. So I unlocked the door, Went inside again and started showering
When I stood in the shower was about to get out and dry, I heard how the front door opened. The bathroom door is closed but I hear how my front door opens, then someone locks it from the inside, and at that point I know that it‘s not my friends. That knowledge, when I‘m actually a terrified guy and I started to realize that I owe money to some who isn’t that nice and they are probably in my small apartment right now
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