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To Heaven Or Hell?
I keep hearing out of greed.
We were born out of it.
Like a sin it paints us all as targets.
I want your money, blood, sweat and tears.
It is hard work that we all fear.
Like a sickness, we must do it.
To put food on the table, pay the rent, garbage, water, you name it.
With a signature bared.
Not of what we are, or how we do it.
It is just needed to verify a number.
But of course we remember.
We know what it took.
Sometimes it makes you feel like a jealous crook.
It's all mine, I will not share.
But where are you taking it, to heaven or hell?
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Ace Of Black Hearts
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