Sell your smile to the wicked Buy some time in an unreal world Sell your body to the sick people Buy some pills to make you forget Money runs your life Money runs this world runs through your brain runs through your veins The more you got - The more you want - Chorus - You get so wet from my money If I got it you'll call me honey Let me tell you something funny Money doesn't own my soul Sell your life to the dirty hands Buy some fake love from the infected Sell your dreams to the hungry ones Buy some fame from those who use you Money can make you smile But in reality you choke on bile Money can make you swallow But inside you're all hollow Money is the stone in your heart Money is the chain of your life Money is the maker Money is the taker Money f*cks your life