Stepped into the free trial, a dance with the Devil’s smile,
Now I’m chained to a digital receipt,
Shadow on my bank account, feels like a corporate mount,
They’re the trickster playing dirty in the street

Persona masks they wear, "We care, we swear!"
But beneath they scheme with a cold hard script,
Archetypes of greed, in their boardroom creed,
A Hero’s journey, but the plot has slipped.
I’m gonna get my seventy bucks back…bitch!
Don’t get me started on that Yoongian shit.
From Aenima to greed they switch like a snitch,
These corporate masters of the bate and switch
I’m gonna get my seventy bucks back… bitch!
Don’t get me started on that yoongian shit!
Gonna hack the mainframe, won't give 'em the pleasure,
Digital Robin Hood, reclaiming my treasure,
I won't be the mule for their capital ride,
Gonna flip the script, turn the corporate tide.
They're a modern-day Goliath, with terms and conditions,
But I've got my slingshot, ready for the mission,
From psyche's depths to avarice, they shift,
These corporate souls, they writhe and twitch.
"I’m gonna get my seventy bucks back, bitch,
Don’t get me started on that Yoongian shit.

Anima's allure, Animus so sure,
Archetypal games, they play and prey.
Caught in a carousel, a psychological sell,
It’s a path to hell, oh well oh well!

I’m gonna get my seventy backs back…
I’m gonna get my seventy bucks back…
I’m gonna get my seventy bucks back…
I’m gonna get my seventy bucks back! BITCH!