In this life
We stay out late
We have 9 to 5 jobs
As Teachers, Lawyers, Therapists
And when the cocaine flows
And the Molly goes
All caution blows
And we leave it all to join the traveling
kinky carnival
🎡
The festival of colors
We join the ranks
Of nomads and the grifters
We become one with the world
These jobs don’t separate us
Like you think they do
Status and mon…
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