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He lives the nine to five grind
Wondering if he’ll go out of his mind
All work and no play is his story
Nothing exciting, all boring
All he sees is a life of obsession
One that he does always question
A materialistic life, money at the centre
Dust gathering and no real adventure
Time shows this shall always be
Unless he finds a way out, to break free
From constraints of his prison-like life
A life of meaning he hopes to find
All he sees is a life of obsession
One that he does always question
A materialistic life, money at the centre
Dust gathering and no real adventure
He sighs as he passes by shops
Sales galore, they always drop
He as bad as most people though
His dusty collections they do grow
All he sees is a life of obsession
One that he does always question
A materialistic life, money at the centre
Dust gathering and no real adventure
Money the word that’s double-edged
Never enough and always devil sent
Pressure’s galore from all corners
This life has too many borders
All he sees is a life of obsession
One that he does always question
A materialistic life, money at the centre
Dust gathering and no real adventure
A materialistic life, money at the centre
Dust gathering and no real adventure
Posted on November 5, 2013
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