Two hands in pockets full with boastful shelter.
And paying rent two fold for presentation and billboards.
I say rent because you pay but you don't own.
And I say billboards because you adopt them as your own.
So you might as well smile for the camera.
And you might as well buy what they tell you.
Like the rise and fall of each and every one of our toy basket empires, this identifying uniform it will be gone at the end of the hour.
The thread keeps spinning because in thread we trust.
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