Inside trading
The implosion of greed
It lays the way
“You help me I help you”
The songs of money
It whirls around the eyes and mind
It can't stop the flight
Once you are in it holds your body and soul
You may try to change
You may look for a way out
Yet the mind feels the magnetic clutches
Of money you can't let go to waste
Inside trading
The easy money to get
Once you are sucked in
The devil's mark on your forehead
So there will be lies
One covering the other way
It never stops happening
For greed melts the mind
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