Money Changes Everything
Yeah, I sit in my room
night after night
not uptight
don't want to fight
They try to draw me in
to some shouting match
but I'm not buying
so there isn't a catch
Just biding my time
trying to work things through
life might be on an upswing
living a life away from you
Still you wonder why
people don't like you
a plastic personality
'living beyond your means' mentality
If this is the best you can do
I truly feel sorry for you
can't tolerate all this hate
better get out before its too late
Money changes everything
perception and lives
shaky one dimensional alibis
making sad excuses for themselves
Tell a lie one too many times
the lie takes on a life of its own
so how many times was it applied,
wondering why you are always alone?
mathiasthom
written 10/13/11
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