Rat races leaves a pale face
An empty heart with a dead taste
You left me with a cold space
Our friendship is now a disgrace
No money no love
An empty wallet wipes away your smile
I wanta life that's more worthwhile
Than clocking in from nine to five
I crave a way to feel alive
No money no love
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