It's insane, this money game
Very strange, how people change
Held inside, the fear they hide
In the light, they've touched with fright
Plastic people running
Plastic people calling
Phallic pride, rules their lives
Locked inside, their darkened minds
Can't describe, their faceless lies
Hands of time, we'll judge their crime
Plastic people running
Plastic people calling
Find the time, to look inside
Be yourself, and know your mind
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