A piece of paper is ruling the world
Without it, people feel like they are no more
Everything they need, people use it to buy
To get a little more, anything they will try.
A piece of paper is ruling the world
It has lost its original purpose though
Instead of being a medium for exchange
Become a tool for big shots to control the game.
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