Ring (placebo)

Money is placebo for the ego What do we know If it's not equal when do we free throw When do we see lights When do we flee posts When do I fly high When will I open the door For who? Your Majesty, is the one that waits above Your Tragedy, is your failure to love Pose on this carpet Your roses are tarnished And the holes in your pants are only getting bigger Hold your vigor for something much larger than yourself Lose your Heavenly Father if your only a father to wealth Oh well Money is placebo for the ego What do we know If it's not equal wheres our control When do we see our eyes When do we give a toast When do I fly high When will I open the door For who? For who? Your Majesty Your majesty Your tragedy Your You're Them Their They're There Who? What? Why? What? Why Why Why This is why Money is placebo for the ego Money is placebo for the ego Money is placebo for the ego What do we know? What do we know We know right We know loss We know each other And we have thoughts Attention?