You have no heart
you have no soul;
you sold them to the devil
years ago--
you sold them for things,
you sold them for "dough",
you sold them to feed
your voracious ego...
But what have you got,
now that you're rich,
besides millions of dollars
and a great market niche?
You've got little love,
you've got little joy...
your life is empty,
save a girl and a boy
who crave the love
that you can't give
who hope like hell
that you will live
long enough to see the Light:
What matters most, is Love in Life
Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 12:46 PM UTC
You have no heart
you have no soul;
you sold them to the devil
years ago--
you sold them for things,
you sold them for "dough",
you sold them to feed
your voracious ego...
But what have you got,
now that you're rich,
besides millions of dollars
and a great market niche?
You've got little love,
you've got little joy...
your life is empty,
save a girl and a boy
who crave the love
that you can't give
who hope like hell
that you will live
long enough to see the Light:
What matters most, is Love in Life
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