The simple life isn't easy,
won't let it bring me down.
I've got apathetic taste.
Never put my stock in pretension.
Don't wanna wear that crown.
Humility bears all the weight.
The weak scrape by while the strong parade,
but they don't have another place to go but down.
We all press on 'til our cells decay,
and then we finally have a level playing ground.
So far apart, but in the dust we're all the same.
Can't measure rank and possession
over the words that fall
out of mouths with less to taste.
Gotta weigh the thoughts and the actions,
the values overall,
and inner character prevails.