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People Sold For You To Buy

People bought

People sold

People hurt

People left stone cold

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Why?

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People afraid

People laid

People forgotten

People left rotten

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Why?

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For the magic green paper of course

The ticket of gold

One can never have enough

In their possession

Until the paper possess

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Alive yet dead

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The magic green

The glistening gold you hurt so many for

Turns to dust in the palms of your hand

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You spend and spend

Becoming more dead and dead inside

Just like those who’s lives you stole

For the pretty green paper

And the glistening gold

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Funny, isn’t it?

How Karma works

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