Dinero

If I make money, I don’t live
While I make money, when I start to feel alive
The money starts to run out

There’s nothing worse than feeling time
Like water slipping through my hands
There’s nothing better than feeling human
I’m not afraid of pain, I’ve learned not to
Try to numb it in the dark
The ray of light is clearer
If I make money, I don’t live
While I make money, when I start to feel alive
The money starts to run out
If I make money, I feel good
With all this cash
Only left with the anguish of lost time
Gathering money
There’s nothing worse than having to wake up early
On a Monday morning
There’s nothing better than staying in bed
I’m not afraid of death, I just fear
Living a life without light
In mediocrity, there’s no stillness.