Harm

Looking good looking fine
Ain't got life to waste no time
The clock is running fast
Counting money counting days
Life it's hard I heard somebody say
But that don't bother me

A little to my left and to my right
Can do no Harm
I guess I'll never change
A little in my front and in my back
Can do no Harm
It's like a touch of your imbrace

Blinded by the money you got out there
Can't see straight cause dollar bills are everywhere
It makes me sick
Blinded by the money you stole out there
Can't see straight cause dollar bills are everywhere
It makes me sick

Easy come easy go dead and gone it really hurts so
You'll never know their name
A frightening thought is what I see
But what do you know about liberty
That's what's bugging me

Your job it's to make a slave
Bringing people all the way to an early grave
For you it's just a game
You know for shure how lifes will end
Still your guard it's just pretend that everything
That everything is all right