Wealth from Pocket Chronicles by Billboard Echo

Vers 1
Silence is the realm of doubt,
it’s dark and I’m missing the antidote.
Got this sustaining alliance reliably working, don’t feels like a burden.

Forgive me it’s just hard to talk,
Forgive me I don’t wanna talk.

Vers 2
Tell me why should I strive for a future better self,
when I still struggle to accept the available base.
Do I need to adore the shadow mirrored on the wall.
Or do I have to maintain hollow smiles
for the sake of keep moving on.

We’re kind of weird slaves of (our) wealth.(repeat)


Chorus 2 (Power)
It’s this type of reception that helps to believe
In the good within others, potential best of myself.
Somehow we fill the oddly space,
between the good, the bad, the worst and the best.

Outro
We’re kind of weird slaves of our wealth.(repeat)

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