Cash Machine Enemy

You don’t listen
You don’t let me be me
You tie me down
You clip my wings
You stop me being free
I have to watch you like a hawk
As you talk and talk and talk
You don’t know what you’re saying
You own 5 businesses
Yet to your son you stop paying
By your help I’m hindered and you love it
By my side you never were
As a little boy you told me to shove it
You never could understand me
Maybe you never will
Maybe one day you will see
I’m sad I’m bad I’m this I’m that, I’m a slut and that is that
I’m sick of your judgement
You’re not proud of me
You’ll die a machine who could’ve been my hero
Instead you’re my cash machine enemy

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