Look at all
Those fancy clothes
But these gonna keep us

Warm just like those
And what about
Your soul is it cold

Is it straight
From the mold
And ready to be sold


Your cars and phones
And diamond rings

Bling, bling
Those are only
Removable things

What about your mind
Does it shine on
There the things

That concern you
More than your time


Gone, going
Gone, everything
Gone, never care

Gone, be the birds
That never wanna sing
Gone, people

All awkward
With their things gone


Look at you
Out to make a deal
You try to be appealing

But you lose your appeal
What about those shoes
You're in today

They'll be no good
On the bridges
You burnt along the way


You're willing to sell
Anything

Gone, with your head
Leave your footprints
We'll shame them

With our words
Gone, people
All careless

And consumed

Gone, gone

Ggoing, gone
Everything gone
Never care

Gone, be the birds
That never wanna sing
Gone, people

All awkward
With their things gone