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Coin
Add a coin to the coin purse It's both a blessing and a curse Some people cry for it And some people surely die for it It poisons the mind And it's how we're defined A dash of greed, a dash of glory We're bashing heads for it, oh so gory Some shelter themselves beneath bridges Looking up at the iron gray clouds, like ridges When everything turns to money, everything falls apart We're so broken we've ripped out our hearts For this insignificant inhumane thing The moment it touches our flesh we feel the sting We might as well walk with numbers overhead But in the end we all wish to break bread So add another coin to the coin purse It's both a blessing and a curse Add a coin to the coin purse It's both a blessing and a curse We're no longer black and white, but green And we're the sickly sheen That promises this will be terminal We'll piss away tomorrow in the urinal And sacrifice tomorrow's youth As our government clouds the truth We've got quarters over our eyes And dollar bills taped to our mouths like lies We're damning ourselves again and again The American Dream shattered by pain There's still time to save the broken If we unite and show we've truly spoken But in the end we'll all probably be dead Wiped out by the emerald warhead But go ahead, add another coin to the coin purse It was never a blessing, but always a curse
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