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Steal From the Rich, Give to Myself

from Steal From The Rich, Give To Myself by Simon Viklund

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Call me crazy, call me insane
The jester and the king are one and the same
The question of who really runs this freak show
Will have you rattle your brain

The sharpest elbows, the sharpest of minds
No compensation for the honest and kind
I'm digging deep to find the flaws within me
Before I'm falling behind

You can't control me, I can't even control myself

Steal from the rich, give to myself

I stack the decks and I'm rigging the race
I take a shortcut to the end of the maze
And all the while I got this faint suspicion
That I have fallen from grace

I make believe that I'm dining with kings
I'm justifying reprehensible things
The wind is rising underneath my feathers
The sun is hot on my wings

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from Steal From The Rich, Give To Myself, track released December 1, 2019
Written and produced by Simon Viklund
Mastered by Plec at The Panic Room
Cover art by Miguel Brazier

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