While I'm having my breakfast, looking at the sunny street and blue water behind my window, you're sitting in a dusty hot office, struggling to breathe because of a tight tier. That's right, piggy, continue to work hard and earn money for me. Everything is fine. You're doing everything well. Take some extra hours to earn more, so I could buy myself another pair of shoes. Nothing else matters, when you think about me: your stupid boss, dumb coworkers, insipid cheap lunch - you know that you do it all for me and my unforgettable beauty. With this thought everything is bright and your life makes sense. So it's all good, puppy. I'm here, happy and shiny, and you're a small part of this light, while you can pay. Work more. Don't stop. Never stop