Fat and withering elites
Who won't go away as we constantly eat
While constant kings and oil springs
Sit and rot from the inside
Super stars and celebrity bars
Raise a toast to the moment
But that moment never ends
We all stay enemy and friend
Where it's always time to pretend
The sea it shines as it hit the shore
Changing as it does in form
A smooth flow
Where constant change is what never changes
And being different is strangely deranged
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