cant just sit here and count the unseen potential
pretend like everything is gonna fall into place.
needa start working, need to set a new pace.
for if i dont start moving, i can never win this race.
you fatties trying to master everything are seriously fat
cheating with money and whatever you dont lack.
i could only pray that i'd get rich for no dumb reason
but no no, that thought will now be regarded as treason.
i've got to start counting and tabulating.
start knowing clearly what im lacking.
lend me some fingers people, i cant count with my own
for ten's just a little... little.
-ego.
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