Gold.
Part of a useless process
I would love to skip it all
Cause us inevitable will be
That what we born to be
Liberty is no a concept
I try to show you with facts
Till breathing turn so hard
Evaporating the simplicity of before
When it shines we get convince so easily
Seems like if nothing needs an explanation
But any kind of success that fades away
Doesnt deserve for me to be though
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