the short term

Sell your soul

For pieces of gold

You think you can live

The life of paradise cruises

When it is on the wrong kind

The mark of the bad in the mind

Sleep may bring nightmares

The pieces of gold will not be worth it

Many don't see it

They want the short term wealth

They think they can make it

Many fail on the weak foundation

Once the cracks appear

The sound of drumbeats

You live in fear of the unknown

The pieces of gold isn't worth it

But then many don't see it

They want to enjoy the best

The life of paradise cruises

Sell their souls for pieces of gold