You Chase money hoping for a Better life
But your thoughts bring up a bitter knife
That cuts through the dreams you have
That is why you are broken
That is why you are sad
You are caring
But I am not caring
Trying to see it how you do
But it is a nightmare not worth dreaming
It is filthy not worth wearing
Trying to leave it at its funeral
You are chasing a Better life
But you carry the bitter knife
From a bitter past
Just a bit of strife
But will it last?