How unlucky is my fate

How lucky they are

I don't know what happened they didn't like me

Since I was little

I'm used to being insulted

But I still have love

Wherever I go hate people always follow

They insult and concoct bad things

Wherever I was they arranged for me to be expelled

They compose poverty

They arrange an accident

They orchestrated my death

With slander

They compose poverty

They arrange an accident

They orchestrated my death

With slander

Oh fate

Ohhh god peace their minds with their hearts.