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Money Is The Devil

Money is a hostage
Money is a crime
Money is a victim
Running out of time

Money is a problem
Money is a gun
Money is a war zone
Underneath the sun

Money, like the devil
occupies a place in Hell
Money is the Devil
Money is a jail cell

Money is a slave trade
Money is a grave
Money is a sinner
Who never will be saved

Money is a demon
Money is a ghost
Money is the evil
That always wants to boast

Money is a liar
Money is a cheat
Money is the fire
That burns from head to feet

Money is a killer
Money's a disease
Money is the feeling
That brings us to our knees

Money is the ego
Money is the pride
Money is the future
Committing suicide

Money is a sickness
Money is a drug
Money is a junkie
Addicted to bad love

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Tony Taylor

Well done John Morris!!...........I agree, money IS the root of all evil!!..........well delivered my friend......  5*s     ........smiles............T  xx

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Valerie Lynn

Wow! I couldn't agree more with every line you wrote!! 5*s and adding to my favorites!

Val ♥

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