Millionaire

Nothing Left Lyrics



Whyyyyyyy can't i change?

change into stuff they make up to forget what they mean

when they talk to themselves.

It helps them forget that there's bones underneath

And their soul is a gift.



Whyyyyyyy can't i change?

Change into a fresh-air with healthy genes,

Terrible deal, just like a perfect machine.

Into a rock, outside the flock,

Instead of a hog trying to be like a dog.



Do they expect to profit from those years

That they spend on their couches?

Unbuckle the belt and not bother,

It's them and everyone else.

The future is here and past fading fast, enjoying comes

first and praying comes last

But there is no time, there is nothing left.