Seems like you love greed
Seems like you're the pervertion
Seems like you don't have fears
Depraved, vicious?

Get real today
how much time you need?
Seems like you will never go away
No one want to be like you

Disappointing
Twenty seven, See?
Nobody want it
Get off from my way!

Reasons all my own
See, as you know
I was only holding the truth
Becomes, twenty seven