moneys playing me

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waitin for my ship to come in but its real late
so i gotta go back to that shamefull place
this debt slaverys got me caught in chains
it seems to me no more shine and only rain
 
this pain i choose to avoid the hunger
aint dead yet but i aint gettin any stronger
to survive my work weeks must get longer
i grow older now my body has less to offer
 
the thoughts hurt as they rob me of sleep
lifes scars and brusies run incredably deep
rotting from the inside can you smell the stink
i should change but instead ill have another drink
 
let me think theres gotta be a way out this
cus im fed up with all the hit n miss
broke as fuck and im sure ill never be rich
its all just to much not sad just pissed
 
cus they jist want me to work forever
while they live a life i wont see ever
becuase in this life it pays to be clever
it pays more if you only care about your own pleasure
 
whatever the weather theyll always be
we are designed for thier finnacial stability
everyone please listen up carefully
to corprate america you only exist numeracilly
 
were all so asleep they have no need to censor me
so fukin comftarble no one even wants to be free
so long as your distracted there evil you wont see
so stare at your screens and keep paying the fee

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agonygreen
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