Money
makes the move
There
is the good; there is the bad
How
we dream of it in our hands?
Once
we make the wrong choice
The
road of falling debris hitting our heads
We
may cry; we may run
The
wrong choice in selection
It
will hurt us like hell
Even
on the right choice
We
mustn't forget the hidden temptation
Money
will still try to cloud our minds
It
is always there to get us to its bosom
Singing
us the lies and good virtues
Once
we forget we will fall into pieces
Many
have become victims
Once
they were poor living in crumbs
When
they get into wealth
They
forget how they were once
They
forgot once they lived in misery
Now
they don't see the lowest
They
feel it demeans their standing in society
They
forget once they were at the rock bottom
When
we are in a position of wealth
We
mustn't forget where we were once
We
shouldn't look down on the lowest of society
What
goes up must come down to the ground
We
can't take it with us where we are bound
It
is only our good deeds that will count
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