PROFITEER

 

I wake up and you smell so sweet

I figure out, my lifeís complete

The kid screams, so is on her feet

The feeling is mutual, so obsolete

 

I am mr.Black, this is my groove

Try to catch up, on my youth

No way to make up, for a last chance

Itís a game that has and end

 

It kills me, the pain

Feels like going insane

How much can I take

Untill, till I get a break

 

The odds of our creative life

To celebrate our own disguise

I ainít giving in and ainít bailing out

Knowing is loving, so make yourself proud

 

It kills me, the pain

Feels like going insane

How much can I take

Untill, till I get a break

 

Loneliness is my dear

I am the only profiteer

It doesnít always really suit

But still feels pretty goods

 

It kills me, the pain

Feels like going insane

How much can I take

Untill, till I get a break

 

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