/biz/ - Business & Finance

I can’t remember anything
Can’t tell if this dump is true or a dream
Deep in the red I regret hodling
This terrible bagholding starts with me

Now that the alt run’s through with me
I’m waking up I cannot see
That there’s not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now

Hodl my bags as I wish for death
Oh please god wake me!

Back on biz is much too real
In pumps memes that I must feel
But can't look forward to make gains
Look to the time when I'll live

Fed through charts that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me

Hodl my bags as I wish for death
Oh, please God, wake me

Now the bullrun is gone, I'm just one
Oh, God, help me
Hodl my bags as I wish for death
Oh, please God, help me

Dankness imprisoning me
All that I see, absolute horror
I cannot live, I cannot die
Trapped in my trades
Bags, my holding cell

Shitcoins have taken my sight
Taken my speech, taken my hearing
Taken my arms, taken my legs, taken my soul
Left me with life in hell