Chasing After Dust and Dirt

A bank account to die for,
Many fancy cars and mansions,
Complete with a lonely island

I see you putting on a show
the best of the best, you have more than enough
Do you! Keep flashing that good, good life

I see you
And it doesn’t mean anything in my eyes
Because in the end, it all accumulates to NOTHING but a pile of dirt and dust
Your soul, you’ve lost for worldly gain

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