Constant Strife

Cache backgrounds on the face

Money flows like a spells

Do you wanna know who I'm?

Who are you, men? I'm fine

 

Call this money true or false

All this money is wrong

You are stay very loose

On the back find Arrow

 

You're telling me about your difficult life.

But behind your back I see a sharp knife.

On inside me there's a constant strife.

Trust in People and fear for my children and wife.

 

Stay alone and feel

What’s you is missing inside

And you under that real

For the wonder you’re must been fight

 

I'll come to you one day

But you won't even know it

Even if it's Sunday

I'll just stand by a little bit

 

One day money won't mean

So much to you

And you will finally win

And this game won't be that new