I live in this world, meant for the rich
Wandering whats there, can I pull that switch
I will one day break it down
And I will love to see their frown
This world hasn't seen the likes of me
and for all those who don't know, this is my decree
Live and let die, I'm not willing to pay that price
Live and let live, but never throwing the dice
There's a middle ground yet to be determined
When it is found there will be no more sermons
When the day comes, and all will come to an end
The fire comes out, and the demons ascend
Will you be there, or will you be above
Are you gonna join in, or are you gonna be loved
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