The devil can judge
You're on the same side looking in
The grass is orange
A whore to the spin
A degree is a crutch they sold you
100,000 Thin
Now your fathers selling off the last drop
Now your mothers selling off the grave plots
More than a number
Spare the world the trust fund perspective
Your tongues too blue
Williamsburg is safe for the rich kids
Just choose the avenue
One day you'll wake up and realize
It's a numbers game
Guess who's caught holding the last
Guess who's caught roaming the same blocks
More than a number
One day you'll realize (more than a number)
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