Know you are worth millions because
You breathe, but do not feel entitled.
The scraps of mud I give you
You must turn into gold.
Treat yourself as a king,
But do not ask for a castle.
I wanted you for no exchange,
But you must repay me 'til death.
You are the sun and moon
Until you cannot give them to me.
Praise me because I love you,
But reject diamonds you deserve
Always mistake my greed for warmth,
Never ask, but know all remedies,
Proudly wear my faults on your back,
And your gut and mind do not speak
When I'm the one in authority.
Now come, sit, tell me what you
feel?
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 7:01 PM UTC
Know you are worth millions because
You breathe, but do not feel entitled.
The scraps of mud I give you
You must turn into gold.
Treat yourself as a king,
But do not ask for a castle.
I wanted you for no exchange,
But you must repay me 'til death.
You are the sun and moon
Until you cannot give them to me.
Praise me because I love you,
But reject diamonds you deserve
Always mistake my greed for warmth,
Never ask, but know all remedies,
Proudly wear my faults on your back,
And your gut and mind do not speak
When I'm the one in authority.
Now come, sit, tell me what you
feel?