Exit (With Brugs)

Reflect on this simple, statement
He who is of two needs
And easy to serve
Swiftly finds peace
And is already close to happiness

The more complicated we make ourselves
The more complicated is our idea of ourselves
The more we will perceive our needs to be
The more of a burden it will be, to this planet
Once we spend our time here pursuing those needs

The truth is, the only real needs are food, shelter and companionship
And everything else is a bonus
One who is content with food, shelter and companionship
Treads lightly on this world
And swiftly gets to the point

With only something to give back
But one who is not content though
Who feel they need extraordinarily labyrinth array of things in their lives to feel
Their life is meaningful
Makes them work a ruckus

In their time upon this planet
Somebody asked me
Do we all have, inside of us
That pure part, that pure punches
And the answer is yes



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Fox, Stephen Mcminn, Alexander James Mitchell, Guy Burgs
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