Moolah

Depression, heart beat pounding eyes tighten hands fiending. for that green that happiness bring such power when i have it. Makes you kill, makes you steal, even sell your body just to feel the high. That keeps me climaxing saying this is a great trouble feeling. Moolah the root of all evil the drug that you cant kick. So when you look in the mirror is that really the person you willing to be.? Gun in your hand to go get that rush, that keeps your body feeling amazing bang, their goes the gun that ends your life forever. Just to have it for a second, and poof it goes in the air escaping your hands, and living you broken.