THE MONEY ROLLS IN


Trying hard not to show someone you care
Telling people that there's something new each year
For 52 weeks that's all i hear
The days just pass me by
But still you lay right there before me
Hide beneath your color spread
Still yet to prove your story
Guitars scream out and everyone shouts 
As though everything's all by the way
But the money rolls in and the image wears thin 
And you fall at the end of the day
You've told so many lies your different faces i despise
20,000 voices strong 20,000 can't be wrong

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