One foot deep, I shall sink myself
No money, no gold, no treasure to hold
No where to go, no people I know
There's no place I can call my home
Poverty you say is nothing to me
Abundant of joy is what completes me
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No money, no gold, no treasure to hold
Beat me till I bleed, break me till I'm weak
But nothing shall change, it remains the same
Beat me till I bleed, break me till I'm weak