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Lord, youâre the shape, Of a bill.
Counting tillâ That you know theyâre saved.
You donât know why youâre here.
But I know why.
Itâs a curse.
Itâs a blessing count it in your purse.
Tillâ you see it stripped.
You donât know why youâre here.
But I know why.
They donât want you to feel.
What I need you to feel.
Want you to fear about.
Call em what, Call it what you will.
You donât lead me there.
You donât know why youâre here.
But I know why.
You can count, Count them until.
You wait to exhale.
You donât ever fail.
You donât know why youâre here.
But I know why.
They donât want you to feel.
What I need you to feel.
Want you to fear about.
All that I was told, All I was shown.
Left with nothing, But tears in my hand, To answer these questions again.
Youâre liar.
Youâre liar.
Youâre liar.
But youâre everywhere.
Youâre liar.
Youâre liar.
Youâre liar.
And youâre everywhere.
Your riches serve me well.
What little weâll come to share.
You donât know why youâre here.
But I know why.
They donât want you to feel.
What I need you to feel.
Want you to fear about.
All that I was told, All I was shown.
Left with nothing, But tears in my hand, To answer these questions again.