Show me that blacksmith
That forged such a powerful small weapon.
That brings sorrow and turmoil to everyone.
How it brings honor and dishonors again.
Thee that turned friends against each other,
A weapon that seals the deals.

The greed over possession of the paper weapon
Disfigured the prettiest faces that chased its possessors.
Strongest bonds of affection separated by a piece of paper.

Ooh paper money, you control the world.

I’m just an artist dismayed by your total absence in my horrible terrible life.
Sleep night nor day and peace hard to find as mind rests not,
Trying to figure out how to get close to you.
Joining words together trying to construct a sentence never read before.
Just to get attention of the world and get close to you.
Leaving far from loved ones slavering away just to have you.

Ooh paper money, You are a monster.
There's hunger in your absence,

Show me that blacksmith
That forged such a powerful small weapon.
That caused kings and families to rise against each other.
Young and old cracking up their brains to win you.
Started by selling their hearts their organs ending by their souls.

Ooh paper money, you are a monster.

Can you please show me that blacksmith
That forged such a powerful small weapon.

Paper money, paper monster
You control the world.
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