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yuckwad - Only Money
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Only Money
Down a dusty road to no one gives a care š£ļø
Doesnāt everybody want to be a billionaire? š°
Dreaminā up a plan around the plain and the square š¤
The fireās burning deep beneath suburban hair šš»āāļø
I try to hide who I am inside š
doesnāt matter what I think, I donāt decide š«”
where Iām going,
if I decide š
no way of knowing what the outcome will provide š¤·š»āāļø
I strummed my guitar on a front porch swing, it just keeps going šø
Hard to tell if Iām not getting any worse, or somethingās growing š§«
middle class living starts at 48.5
If youāre livinā in New Jersey, baby youāre barely alive š§
Stuck in my mind like a nickel to a dime
A little bit of trouble and youāre doing just fine, š
itās only money
and you need it to survive šŖ¦
On the landing at the center of bifurcated stairs
Sits a bust upon a pedestal, a hollow, marble glare šļø
Ivy climbs a trellis like a preacher climbs a prayer
Like reaching in and finding out thereās nothing really there
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Isnāt it funny, the things we hope will help us to thrive? š±
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Led through the mist
By the milk-light of moon
All that was lost is revealed
Our long bygone burdens
Mere echoes of the spring
But where have we come?
And where shall we end?
If dreams can't come true
Then why not pretend?
How the gentle wind
Beckons through the leaves
As autumn colors fall
Dancing in a swirl
Of golden memories
The loveliest lies of all
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this conveyer belt could run for days but never find relief
I thank god then for its persistence in make, makeshift sheets
to cover all the bruises and the scabs we pick
stuck knowing that this adhesive is impermanent
follow the vein to rebuild again when things go bad
the narrative drops the optic clinic, leaving the truth mad
we have the ability to heal but will conceal and cast aside the unclad
this conveyer belt could run for days but never find relief
you must rip off the band-aid that healed
it was always temporary
what you seek should be less fleeting
and this is coming from me
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If you travel to the end
The light will not extend
Thereās nothing after all
Save the teardrops from your head
When all the seas are dead
Thereās nothing after all
After all
Set your golden tomb
And slumber like a fool
Hurtle to the nothing after all
Silver on your eyes
Directed to the skies
Seeing only nothing
Nothing after all
If you read all that is penned
You still canāt comprehend
Thereās nothing after all
Save this message that I send
To reach a final friend
Thereās nothing after all
After all
Set your golden tomb
And slumber like a fool
Hurtle to the nothing after all
Silver on your eyes
Directed to the skies
Seeing only nothing
Hearing only nothing
Thinking only nothing
After all
Last man sits alone
His ringing telephoneā¦
Nothing after all
Nothing after all
Nothing after all
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TRY HER AGAIN
Itās been a long time hasnāt it been?
Since she left you feeling low
Itās been a long time doesnāt it seem?
Now you think its time to go
When you start to fall
Its only really then you know at all
Nowās your chance to call
Try her again
Itās been a long time hasnāt it been?
Since she left you feeling low
Itās been a long time doesnāt it seem?
Now you think its time to go
When you start to fall
Its only really then you know at all
Nowās your chance to call
Try her again
You know you took her love
You thought sheās not your kind
But if you leave her love
You know sheās only leaving you behind
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