Paper Thin

Throwing pennies in the wishing well
Be better off with some shit to sell
Or living life like an infidel
But that'll probably get your ass sent to jail
Life ain't easy on a rich man's planet
But stay committed to your commandments
Cuz after all that I've been handed
I've finally come to this understanding

Yeah money comes and money goes
It buys you cars it buys you clothes
It soothes the pain it heals your woes
At least I hear it's supposed to
You'd kill and steal to get that gold
But is that money worth your soul
You claim you're free but still that money's in control

Throwin' hundreds in the fountain of dreams
Another victim of America's scheme
What good is vision if you can't see green
Just a broken piece of the corporate machine
You work to live but you're living to die
You were raised to be a cubical mind
Don't give a thought to the world outside
Because another two weeks and you'll be just fine

Yeah money comes and money goes
It buys you cars it buys you clothes
It soothes the pain it heals your woes
At least I hear it's supposed to
You'd kill and steal to get that gold
But is that money worth your soul
You claim you're free but still that money's in control

Searching for treasure in a valueless dollar
Cuz half the youth wanna be top baller
Counting bills doesn't make you a scholar
Just makes you a dog trapped in your shock collar
Skittles and a hoodie that's the Trayvon special
You fit the picture they might try to arrest you
They're raising quotas cuz the prison's on rental
And when the market collapses the wars are right on schedule

Yeah money comes and money goes
It buys you cars it buys you clothes
It soothes the pain it heals your woes
At least I hear it's supposed to
You'd kill and steal to get that gold
But is that money worth your soul
You claim you're free but still that money's in control



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Borg
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