Gatsby`s American Dream A Manifesto Of Tangible Wealth Lyrics

A Manifesto Of Tangible Wealth Lyrics

eloise sits, this privileged corpse 

a mundane pace offers no struggle 

denny holds tight 

chrome death kiss on a platter 

he enters like raid to a hive 

what/who do you want to be 

or would you rather die here tonight 

this is just an empty, sickening mural of cubicles and apparel 

draw business with syringes 

a stethoscope can hear the faint ticks of a nine to five 

have you ever seen a life much sadder 

but still you climb