Money Is My Enemy

Hold my hand or I might not figure out What it means to move on, up and out It's sink or swim and I feel like, like I'm drowning The coffin lid is closing now but I'm still alive Money is my enemy What good is my degree? I have no more empathy Yin and yang are taunting me Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah Cut my ankles free from your paper weights Set my course for straight and I'll sail away It's do or die and I feel like, like I'm dying It's don't or try and I feel like, like I'm trying But money is my enemy What good is my degree? I have no more empathy Yin and yang are taunting me But money is my enemy What good is my degree? I have no more empathy What more do you want from me? Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah