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No, not anymore, am not as before
To want and need, to be guided by greed
I could sleep on the floor, and just as easily snore
On a king size bed if I was a kid, or a prisoner just freed

The world is just a curve, and it's nearly not enough 
To bring me any joy, or return my passions as a boy
It’s not a must I love, this and that, to must have
Everything is a decoy, to make you reach for a higher toy

There is a man at sea with a yacht, for his bank account has too much
He wonders what more in life there is, for he still wrongs for peace
While I only got a bus to catch, and just enough for a little light lunch
And at home a simple woman to kiss, after that there isn’t much else to miss

I have seen what the world does, to men who pursue class
Desires suddenly change, as pleasures turn to rage
Happiness refuses to be traded for cash, no matter how much one has
Even a man with a big wage, may feel trapped in a small cage

It must be quite a bore, to wake up and have it all
Diamonds, mansions and cars, a world where nothing is scarce
You could buy everything in the mall, but what would it all be for?
If it gets no better, it gets worse, if it’s not a blessing, it’s a curse

Everything satisfies for a while, then slowly drains away your smile
First you want to stand out from the crowd, next you want to conquer the world
There is always a new number to dial, there is always a new thing in style
If you’re looking for people to make proud, then with society's chains you're bound

I am just a simple man, struggling but always calm
Not in wealth but in spirit I thrive, happy enough to be alive, 
Getting by with whatever I can, always having my low key fun
I will be busier than a bee in a hive, sweetly buzzing through life.

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