that’s what i want
there’s never enough money
in my wallet
never enough money
in the bank account
once when i was younger
my mother broke my piggybank
to buy us milk and bread
she cried when she told me
she’d pay it back
and all those years later i’m still so scared
that there’s never enough money
hiding underneath the soiled couch cushions
never enough money
in this little old world
for me.
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