When You're Poor

And we shake
Like a wrecking ball
And we swing
Through your damaged town
All the lines
On the TV screens
Grow your gold
In the boom
Hold tight
It's gonna bust
It's more fun when you're poor

Born and raised
In the clear cut woods
Caught a break
Then I left for good
Now I'm back
This is how we live
Give a fuck
Or be someone else
Time is short
Swing it wide
It's so stupid to be bored

Leave us all to ruse
Take my hand
This is both of us
Running fast
I can't see the end
This is how
Well you leave it all
Time is now
Say goodbye
I'll see you next year



Credits
Writer(s): Harold's Iga
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