When your hands are empty with more to hold
Your soul is weightless
But worth the world compared to gold.
We've thrown it straight away,
It’s safe to say we've had our days.
But more complaints keep showing me its all a waste.
Don’t lose rest on material charades, possession fades.
I am sick of them, time and time again,
Sending for seconds and paying with diamonds
Shining while blood stained,
Your purchase dug their grave.
When you're out wear it proud,
The extra weight can help you drown.
Talk about your awful day and treat it like it's child's play.
Imagine every moment this way.
So wake to one more dose,
Now you're nowhere close.
Now everyday love the breaths you take.
It's just a game we play to sell what their lives create.
Face it, now we can change things.
Live in a world where the future's a blessing.
Create a beautiful ending.
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