
Master Gold Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2017
Lyrics
If I appear emotional
It is money that makes me so
Worried about nothing
Ain't nothing really going on
I am not exceptional
It's the money that makes me so
Working for a payment
Taking whatI'm making and were raping time
Thought I was the Master but I answer to the Gold
I keep on working faster but the bastards want my soul
I am not incapable
It would be money that would make me so
Id rather plant seeds, than doing things to eat
Id rather wear out my body doing something
Meaningful
I am not responsible
And no amount of money could make it so
No more breaking for mistaking placement of my worth
No more writing songs with money in the verse
Thought I was the Master but I answer to the Gold
I keep on working faster but the bastards want my soul
If I appear emotional
It is money that makes me so
Worried about nothing
Ain't nothing really going on