46 INK PAPER

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It's all just ink . on paper

Don't let it be your . motivator

Money Corrupts . consumes

Leaves humanity to lick their wounds

Spit on us from . gilded towers

Take it all for one .. it's ours

Black sheep two sleep . underdogs

Can't breathe but Glass still fogs

The peace machine . turning cogs

Excess of waste . water clogs

Dreams are our new . reality.

That's how this alls designed to be

Pompous petty . puppet masters

Progress won't go . Any faster

So much anger. So much rage

Go let it all go. burn the sage

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Empty rooms

empty spaces

Empty chairs

empty faces

Your soul is old

All wrapped in gold

But you don't know

They all no showed

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It's just .. ink and paper

won't make us all .. any safer

The Words I write .. am i all right

To Have the rite to sign lifes waiver?

With Form equals .. fuction

With Malice through .. Gumption

If i don't respect .. all of myself

I'll have to represent something

My future is with .. this song

My family bond is .. so strong

No matter how .. you take it

In a Blunt bowl or in a bong

All of this won't .. take too long.

Just one for the .. moment

All powerful .. omnipotent

We stand here in the clear and own it.

... Cause we don't want those

Empty room

empty faces

Empty chairs

empty spaces

Your soul is old

Wrapped in gold

Now you know

They all no showed

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It's all just .. ink on paper

No one has to die

All for yourself .. run and hide.

Loc it in a cockpit fly through the sky

Guilt of crime won't .. leave your eye

You despise to .. compromise

no power you coward .. self scrutinize

If we could all just stop to realize

Money is nothing when you croak

Your luxury cars or your boat

It can't all go to your funeral

Life's final chapter no numeral

So good bye to the past times

The laugh lines and the last times

With this life we need no chaser

This and every moment we must savor

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All that glitters is not gold x2

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All that glitters is not gold x2

.

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Empty rooms...

empty faces...

Empty chairs...

empty spaces...

Your soul is old...

Wrapped in gold...

You'll never know...

They all no showed...

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It's all just ink paper.

Cha ching!