How Much More
How much more from me
Can you take
How much more money
Must you make
How much of it
Do you realistically need
And how much of it
Is driven solely by greed
The need to be
Wealthy
So greedy
Need more money
Make what
Out of me
Doesn't matter as long as you get
Your money
Fucking greedy
Religious
Robbed again
By the Jesuits
Attempting to build a house
Up in the sky
It's more like god's good grace
You're trying to buy
Fuck the heaven shit
Unless heaven's near
Who needs that heaven shit
When you can build it here
Who needs the poor
They're just lazy
Who needs the religious
They are just greedy
God forbid
You're late with your money
They gain more
With a late penalty
They should burn in hell
It's a deadly sin
But who's kidding
The rich always win
Must worry about all
The money they make
Because they know
Their god is fake
There will be no wrath
No voice from the sky
No ultimate being
To ask why
So they hide behind the cloak
To gain money
They hide behind the cloak
Because its tax free
What other business
Asks 1/10th of your salary
With no proof
Able to see
Eternal damnation
And judgement day
They use to turn people
Their way
Without the threat
Of suffering on and on
No one at all
Would fall for their con
The two headed monster
Manipulative and greedy
Takes advantage of millions
One being me
I vow I shall never
Again be their cash whore
Poverty takes my self-esteem
But makes me suicidal no more