Trillions spent and not regulated
Work ethic: working until were dead
The security I thought I had
Has been gambled away.
Borrowed money, sold time
That’s how we think “I’ll get mine”
“Will you spend your life living?”
We all live it spending.
Spiraling down to a timeline of being free.
There is a price on fun,
There is a headache in celebration.
The more you have
The more hands are out to take it.
Someday I’ll be off their list
Someday the collectors will quit
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