Gatsbys American Dream - A Manifesto Of Tangible Wealth Lyrics
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Eloise sits, this priveleged corpse,
A mundane pace offers no sturggle
Denny holds tight,
Chrome death kiss on a platter,
He enters like raid to a hive
(What do you want to be?)
Who do you want to be?
Or would you rather die here tonight?
This is a knot in your rope of cubicles and apparel.
Draw business with syringes
A stethoscopes can hear the faint ticks, of the 9 to 5
Have you ever seen a life much sadder?
Distill your blood, still you climb, still you climb.
