Those who have it
Don’t always flaunt it
Those who want it
Don’t always need it
The greed seeps in
And bloats the head
It all turns to dust
When you’re dead
Memories
Are what you need
Power
Is a trip you leave
Your actions bleed
a deep scarlet red
It all turns to dust
When you’re dead
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 3:22 PM UTC
Those who have it
Don’t always flaunt it
Those who want it
Don’t always need it
The greed seeps in
And bloats the head
It all turns to dust
When you’re dead
Memories
Are what you need
Power
Is a trip you leave
Your actions bleed
a deep scarlet red
It all turns to dust
When you’re dead
