Tulevaisuus pelottaa - Indy Angel

THE FUTURE IS SCARY When I open the door in the morning, I can see the bailiff: with the payment of my rents things are fine. I can pack a little first, departure becomes easier, I can push everything aside, the future is not visible. When I open a letter during the day, it reads dryly: Zero marks, my friend, you will get a lot of compensation. I can still cut the bread in half, still burning it, it worries me a bit, the future will be easier. I don’t know what I’m doing I don’t know where I’m going anymore when misfortune everywhere comes with a bang. No matter which way I go, south or north, towards adversity, the path of misfortune leads. When I wait for you in the evening, wait all night I can too, when I try on the phone, the tape just fits there. I can wait a little longer, I hardly lose anything i can lose everything still I lose a little. I don’t know what I’m doing I don’t know where I’m going anymore when misfortune everywhere comes with a bang. No matter which way I go, south or north, towards adversity, the path of misfortune leads.