What makes me tick?
What makes me tick, squirm, want to inflict
pain upon another?
What makes me wish this day would be over?
What makes me stand still and screeeeeam to the top of my lungs?
What makes me wish my name was the only ballot to call?
What makes me wish they esisted none at all?
Grants, aid, debt...
The struggle to be different
the effort to be accepted
My attempt is oh so great but my outreach oh so small
I believe it makes everyone tick
The do'ers, the adherers, the presenters
Free money they say
True labor is what i say
Your mind is an amazing thing
Compete and defeat
Education is key
Money is Key, money is life, money is me.
What makes me tick you may ask?
The excess, the limit, the pressure of it
Tio be bound by dollars
To be held captive by cents
To be the victim, is the most oppressive thing
Giving up can seem so sweet, like honey on a vine
But to truly open your eyes, you will see, there is no escape
The Bible tell no lie when it says, " Money is the root of all evil"
You can forget it
Future doctors, lawyers, physicians
It's not in the cards for you
Its not in the cards for me
Here is where we are
There is where we want to be
Money, is the ONLY way across