Will you not hand me
everything?
I’ll
aim straight for your heart
like a great bow
where you take
I’m giving
when you sleep
I’m living
You might as well give it up easy
Don’t you know
That nobody else can
put these superabundant
riches to the service of the
right way?
My superabundant vision
it will sneak up on you
And you won’t even notice
that’s just how I play
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