Dead Presidents
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- Hey Mr. Franklin it's good to have you with me Let's go for a walk I know I killed my ideals, but that is just my deal, You shouldn't judge too hard Today, I realized me life has changed And I have to cope with myself I sold my soul, sold my soul, Just for money to earn I sold my soul, but I got so many lessons to learn And those dead presidents were never my friends I'll never be happy in the end Hey Mr. Bankman, take care of my account please, I got lots on it But isn't it ironic, that all I ever dreamed of, Becomes my nightmare now And I don't have the strength to carry on But now ?t's too late to go back I sold my soul, sold my soul, Just for money to earn I sold my soul, but I got so many lessons to learn And those dead presidents were never my friends I'll never be happy in the end
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