歌词
A purpose, a cypher
A value, a stain
No place for invention
Resent or refrain
How to reconcile that those in power
Should be justifying why they hold it
With the fact of my life and its proof of mastery
As though that ever paid off
An artist, a goal
A student, a soul
A cypher, a scroll
A value, a whole
Can I protect the world from those forces
That promote empty things and say that they can change the world
That they benefit from while making things that I still believe in?
Do, do do
Do, do do
With this sound I seize new mеans
Hold my tongue, make my palate clеan
Tell the muses I can grow
Tell the world I told you so
A market, aghast
I loosen my grasp
A purpose, a lie
A value, declined
I tell myself that I am unworthy
Because that world wants me to believe it
The planet of luck shines down upon me
As I work both with and in spite of it
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