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Measure up everything against nothing
A smiling half genius
You don't need this, feed to make bleed
Your pockets are emptied
Sometimes I think that everything is stupid
Money makes money, join the company
A twisted document you'll resent
This greed you agreed
Nothing ever changes
So count your pennies
This showdown
So low down
Everybody loves a winner
Now kick down
