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Complacency

You’re walking like a drunk, a yearning dog

Desirable looks don’t satisfy

Narrow lanes are scared of you

When you’re seeking for your own hitchhiking girl

Without a trace you disappear in darkness

Drawling soft words and fade away

No one follows you into dark alleys

No one sees your thirsty eyes, looking for life

 

I see you feeling this complacency

Meanwhile, you only envy

I see you feeling this complacency

While there’s something to fight for

Something to fight

 

You need to be satisfied with stuff

I don’t believe your hard work has paid off

Money is a tissue that wipes off the blood

You’re a man sleeping with a broken heart

 

I see you feeling this complacency

Meanwhile, you only envy

I see you feeling this complacency

While there’s something to fight for

Something to fight

 

Something to fight for

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