It Must Be The Money

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traveling solo lately

sending my dearest apology greatly

if you can hear it God

life has been hard

my paper's starved

every bit of short, its on life support

screaming bulimic

the scheme recycled into play

my dreams still seems rather in delay

and mama, she still gather to pray

so the truth is

I've been enjoying this extra leisure

my patience been deploying multiple seizures

on the work site invading the meet freezer

I haven't been right

but my wages are at a breather

creating an extra payroll

so stone cold

the conscience having lunches with the devil

fire in my eyes, hotter than habaneros

an endeavor to cut the tithes

this won't be forever

I keep believing my lies

clientele is at a spurt, its been worth my while

though grimey and file

if this is a test, I'm falling victim to trial