I saw wealthy people doing their grocery shopping

I saw wealthy people doing their grocery shopping

Alternative Rock, Folk-Rock

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[Verse 1] Saw the suits in the clearance bin, scanning expiry dates Fancy watches ticking fast, but their wallets ain’t so great Store rejects stack to the ceiling, where the rich now徘徊 (pái huái - linger) Funny how the tide turns, when the system starts to fail [Verse 2] Outside the dollar store, slush seeping through their shoes Holding signs that used to say “I own this city block” I pulled a loaf from my discount bag, the kind with the torn label Said “We’re all just hungry now,” and their eyes met mine, unable to talk [Pre-Chorus] The air feels heavy, like 1789 in the air Revolution 2.0, not with guillotines, but a quiet despair Pluto’s transit under the collective sign Whispers “Change is coming,” if we’ve got the spine [Chorus] Let’s hold on, let’s help each other, let’s revive our hearts We can’t survive alone, when the whole world falls apart Pluto’s transit, shifting tides, washing clean the old Revolution 2.0 starts with a loaf, a hand, a soul [Bridge] They say the rich get richer, but the math don’t add up no more When the shelves go empty, and the banks lock their doors We’re all in this together, the CEO and the street vendor No more “us vs. them,” just human beings, remember? [Verse 3] I used to judge the coupon clippers, now I’m one of them Clipping corners, counting pennies, where did the good times go? But in the checkout line, a stranger shared their last dollar Said “We rise together,” and I believed it, though my heart was slow [Pre-Chorus] The air feels heavy, like 1789 in the air Revolution 2.0, not with fire, but a quiet care Pluto’s transit, collective sign, burning through the night We’ve got the power, if we stand and fight [Chorus – Repeat] Let’s hold on, let’s help each other, let’s revive our hearts We can’t survive alone, when the whole world falls apart Pluto’s transit, shifting tides, washing clean the old Revolution 2.0 starts with a loaf, a hand, a soul [Outro] Pluto’s transit, under the sign of the collective Revolution 2.0, not with blood, but with connection Let’s hold on, let’s help each other, let’s revive our hearts We can’t survive alone… no, we can’t survive alone