I'm lacking self esteem
Thought you were sowing the seeds
A banker flew over me
Too bad I didn't become one
And I say

Yeah

Sad Sunday Evening
Boy I cry healing my sins
I've had enough of fake n' funny faces
And now it's your turn to receive mine

Yeah

And while my pillow sleeps
You oughta move out your shine
Life's so impatient
Do too much
You trip
As long as there's music
We'll be free
Singing

Yeah

Make money
Make money
Show off
Your fashionable
It wasn't our fault to be born as a gift
There's only one god
I believe in

Yeah

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