Lyrics : [Verse 1: 6/8] Count the seeds, count the grain Who is selling all the rain? You take the coin, you take the bread You put a crown on a rotten head One thousand baht, a dirty key To lock the door for you and me You drink the tea, you eat the lie While the orange sun begins to die [Pre-Chorus: 3/4] Numbers jumping in the dark Killing every little spark Higher, higher, how they fly? The math is low, the price is high [Chorus: 6/8] "Oh, you bought the future with a cheap receipt! You laid the country at their greedy feet! The paper burns, the ink is red You sold the living to the dead! The orange fire, they try to hide But there is no place left to slide No place to run, no place to stay When the magic fades away!" [Bridge: 4/4] I see the hand under the table. I see the wire under the floor. You think you’re stable? You think there’s no more? The hunger is coming. And you cannot eat the money. [Outro: 6/8] Shame on the buyer. Shame on the slave. You dug the hole. You made the grave.more

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