Debt

Have you sold your soul?

Can he hear your plee?

Ticking clock runs out

In your life of glee

Lived all your lux

In filth and squander

World of waste, not much wonder

Flight of poor while fancy free

Living high society

Baby born upon wrong path

Seed is growing full of wrath

Heat is rising feel the sweat

Time to pay off all your debt.

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