COST


THE PRICE YOU PAY TO KEEP YOUR HUMANITY
ALWAYS DARK AND ON THE VANITY

TROUBLE WITH THAT POINT OF VIEW
LEAVES A VACUOUS HOLE
WHERE THE YOU USE TO BREW

NOW THAT ESSENCE
A GHOST OF YOUR PAST
MATERIALIZM COST YOU YOUR ASS

BACK TO REALITY
STOP BEING A CHUMP
SLAVE OF THE MASSES
TOPPLE THAT HUMP

BE ON TOP
WHEN YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE
FOLLOWERS ARE CRUISERS
JUST TALK ALL FAT

LEADERS ARE VISIONARIES
READY TO STAND
WONT FLICH AT NOTHING
THERE IS YOUR GRAND

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Materialism, focusing on that which is exterior. Stay inside.