Lletres: The Czars. Trash.

Mesmerizing, hypnotizing, resolve made of steel
You've got all the good cards baby
Don't say no and don't say maybe
What you fighting for, what is it you fight for?

It's okay to not have answers, they don't have them anyway
Save that bullshit for the bedroom
That's where all your best work gets done
You're all by yourself, you're your only lover

What do you think, you'll do to me, that you have not already done?
Why don't you try sticking your dick
Into all the things that you bought
With your hard earned cash, you don't know what trash is