Wake me when the sun is not a secret
And all of its reflections speak in color
Collapse the letters, perhaps they’re better unknown
Convenience via industry is deceiving
We’re traveling far in seconds, but covering cars complexion
Protecting our investments
The luxury of salary is rewarding
Improving conditions, improving efficience
But all the corresponding course of reaction
And equal distraction is a burden
It’s a burden
We are blessed, we are cursed in our abundance
We are pressed to have worth in terms of tangibility
We are blessed to be settled without worry
We are cursed to forget we are in need
We are blessed, we are blessed upon our knees
The market will fluctuate with hopes to manipulate our need
The patterns of the sun remain concrete
Beauty is simple but we, we find favor in a mess of synthetics
We are hungry
Beauty is simple but we, we find favor in a mess of synthetics
We are worried
I heard that the economy is receding
The sun still warms my skin
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