| Soul Dust - Infectious Greed | |
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Money Like the taste of honey damage your integrity losing my identity I've seen it Wouldn't have believed it Couldn't have perceived it Buried in your shit But you've got to have more than your fair share And I'd sell my soul when the cupboard's bare I want to own everything and don't exclude anything I don't think I need you I just need to bleed you Well, they'll take you Use you and break you Abuse you, then they'll rape you Forget about you when they're through Well, I'm screamin' No sense, no feeling Caught up in your scheming on my knees and pleading But you've got to have more than your fair share, yeah No time, no dime to spare I want to own everything And don't exclude anything I don't think I need you I just need to bleed you |
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