At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
An unseen being casting universal curses
Dial up words but they're not in service
You and i were basically brothers
Dun giving a shit, beating the crap outta males in a fighter pit.
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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