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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seth Sentry
Seth Sentry
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Seth Sentry
Seth Sentry
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Mowat
Stephen Mowat
Producer

Lyrics

Yes, sir Can you see in your mind's eye? That we are one We're all the same And life is just a simple game And he missed those days when the kids all played When a fist full of dirt made 'em rich all day Now he sits in a grave and he grips on a fistful of change That he saved, it's a simple game I thought life was a linear game with a singular aim Just to get paid whatever it takes Slave for a generous wage And at the end of the day, my little head'll be raised Hi, my name's withered and greyed Everythin' I ever made now is frittered away Every friend I ever had came second in place To the cash, how much cash can I fit in this grave? I regret viewing life as a contest It's not just thousand-dollar suits and watches It's not just, "Man, I gotta do what the boss says" Obnoxious? Yeah, but I got the hottest stock tips Got lost in what's most important for my pockets And other assorted nonsense My name's forgotten conscience Life is simple, I developed the complex Can you see in your mind's eye? That we are one We're all the same And life is just a simple game And he missed those days when the kids all played When a fist full of dirt made 'em rich all day Now he sits in a grave and he grips on a fistful of change That he saved, it's a simple game (All we own) Is worthless when (Home sweet home's) A furnace and (Though we know) We can't keep our purchase We'll see how much ash this urn fits From the poor to dirt rich We all turn the same direction the earth twists I learned this late but it's nothin' I can't fix Hold my pride as I traverse this burnt bridge Fuck spendin' my whole life in a job that I don't like To go buy shit that I don't need It's so easy to fall into the trap I'm better than him, I got more crap (look) Even if you're not sure what you're on this rock for You're worth more than the money in your sock drawer That's enough talk, that's the naked truth My name is... you Can you see in your mind's eye? That we are one We're all the same And life is just a simple game And he missed those days when the kids all played When a fist full of dirt made 'em rich all day Now he sits in a grave and he grips on a fistful of change That he saved, it's a simple game That we are one, we're all the same And life is just a simple game And he missed those days when the kids all played When a fist full of dirt made 'em rich all day Now he sits in a grave and he grips on a fistful of change That he saved This world ain't turnin' on us This world is turnin' with us This world ain't turnin' on us This world is turnin' with us This world ain't turnin' on us This world is turnin' with us This world ain't turnin' on us This world is turnin' with us
Writer(s): Seth Gabriel Marton, Stephen Charles Mowat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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