End of system

HOOK:
System’s fucking melted — every wire burned and torn,
You ain’t got shit in my life now, you’re cut off, reborn? No — gone.
You drained me, kurwa, sucked me dry ’til my soul went numb,
But look now — I’m the last man standing, and you fade like smoke in the sun.

VERSE 1:
I was your lifeline, your hotline, your 3 a.m. breakdown station,
You called only when your whole goddamn world needed salvation.
Fucking crying, screaming, chaos dripping down your throat,
And I sat there with no sleep, patching you like some broken boat.

Morning came — me dead inside, dragging bones to work,
But you didn’t give a shit, kurwa, you just let me hurt.
I was your therapist, translator, punching bag, emotional slave,
And you acted like it was my duty — like that’s the price I fucking pay.

My heart was open, wide, bleeding — your hands wider,
Taking everything I had like some natural-born miser.
You lived off my kindness like a parasite on a vein,
But when I asked for a second of time — you vanished again.

Every „kurwa help me” came with crocodile tears,
And I let it in, fuck, year after fucking year.
But beneath that guilt you fed me like poison in a drink,
I was losing myself — too burnt out to think.

HOOK:
System’s fucking melted — every wire burned and torn,
You ain’t got shit in my life now, you’re cut off, reborn? No — gone.
You drained me, kurwa, sucked me dry ’til my soul went numb,
But look now — I’m the last man standing, and you fade like smoke in the sun.

VERSE 2:
One time — ONE GODDAMN KURWA TIME — I couldn’t send cash,
And you twisted the whole fucking story like I stabbed you in the back.
After years of dragging your sorry ass out of every hole,
You called me the villain? Fucking bravo — Oscar-worthy role.

You told people I abandoned you — holy shit, the lies,
As if you ever carried one gram of my weight, of my life.
You spat my name like poison while I gave you everything I had,
And it finally hit me — kurwa mać, you’re fucking bad.

You had time for idiots, parties, dumbass boys with no spine,
But never for me — unless your world caught fire one more time.
Then suddenly my number worked, suddenly I mattered,
But inside me the whole system already fucking shattered.

Firewall on — connection denied,
You don’t get to use my heart as your emergency drive.
You don’t get to offload your bullshit into my brain,
I’m done letting your chaos flush through my vein.

BRIDGE:
I thought family meant something — I was wrong as hell,
It was just a word you used to ring my personal alarm bell.
Your “thank you” was silence, your promises were fucking dust,
And I woke up realizing I was bleeding for someone I could never trust.

HOOK:
System’s fucking melted — every wire burned and torn,
You ain’t got shit in my life now, you’re cut off, reborn? No — gone.
You drained me, kurwa, sucked me dry ’til my soul went numb,
But look now — I’m the last man standing, and you fade like smoke in the sun.
VERSE 3:
You had jobs, chances, lifelines — fuck, you had hope,
But you still managed to drown yourself like you’re tied to a rope.
And guess who you expected to pull you out every damn time?
Me — like I’m built to suffer so your failures can shine.

You let chaos grow like a garden of shit,
And I cleaned it all — every mess, every bit.
But that version of me? Gone.
Dead.
Buried with all the fucks I once gave.

Now I’m taking back my breath, pulling pieces of myself from the fire,
I’m done being drained by your endless desire.
I slammed the door closed so hard it shook my bones,
Not from hate — from finally protecting my own.

If someday you knock — all you’ll hear is void,
Because I rebuilt myself from every piece you destroyed.

This is the end of the system —
Kurwa, I’m done.
And for the first time in years…
I FUCKING WON.