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I'm stayin low, maintaining and yearning for peace.
In these empty streets, still I'm complaining and burnin my trees,
payin the fees.

Dreaming of a moneyless earth.
Wishing for a simpler way of life, for a state of mirth to trigger a rebirth to see what this life is worth
without dependency on wealth,
Which causes us to forget everything else including our health.

Because of our obsession with money,
Humans have since been acting funny.
And in the midst of this addiction, We've placed ourselves in constant affliction,
staying stressed making life a mess.
So distracted, stayin stuck inside our minds,
Runnin amuck stayin confined, yet we're awestruck by illusions, stayin blind.
Unlucky is humankind, they can't unwind,
What we search for we never seem to find.
It appears mankind needs to become aligned.

Humans are stressful, they stay astray in this cesspool.
Just regretful, always longing to be successful.

We must realize we're the creators of reality In this society.
Its all about perception, transcend your anxiety.
Escape your dubiety, take a stand defiantly
Don't be controlled by secret societies.
I'm done accepting normality, gotta overcome my fear.
Can't stay here, to unclear and drear, let's cohere and appear as one under new atmospheres.
I'm tryin to find peace in this world
But these thoughts won't cease and I can't release until I'm fully deceased in this world.