While I Still Have Pills

Choke your child with antidepressants
Then sit at the dinner table without guilt
Lie in bed and fall asleep thinking
About your spotlights of tomorrow and people you can fuck

People who can fuck you
People like us

Kiss your wife, your pose of success
Pray to God and try to bargain your sins
If he doesn‘t like it, more antidepressants
'Cause all of your time is sold