Текст песни Choking Victim - Money
Choking Victim - Money слова песни
I am sick and tired and my money`s always spent,
and though their jobs are killing me, thier money pays my rent.
The fuel of world hate, although it`s just a seed,
but when it grows and flowers, it becomes the world`s greed!
money for the rich, money for the fed,
god supplies the money and god supplies the dead!
And when yer dead and ready, "exploited" be thy name,
`cuase after you have money things are never quite the same!
I don`t care for money, and money`s not for me,
the money fueled this empire and our racist history.
Although I`m forced to use it, the rules have all been set.
But life is not worth living when yer soul is in debt!
MONEY KILLS.
MONEY RAPES.
MONEY LIES.
MONEY HATES.