I don't have it anymore*
They all left and shut the door
I tried so hard to cool down, but nothing's making sense here, anymore
My hands are cold what can I do? They're calling me a greedy ghoul
To hell with checking out the charts
There ain't no love, no love in these parts
So I beat my head like a drum
Wondering where these clouds are coming from
The stars were shining for me, just me
Now, they're drowning in a pitch black sea
Once they founded my name - Now I'm losing everything in this game
So I beat my head like a drum
Wondering where these clouds are coming from
Invested those stupid towers - Read whats coming, hour by hour
Now all my stocks are going down
They'll be coming for my head and crown
So I beat my head like a drum
Wondering where these clouds are coming from
And I gaze at the stars, it won't be long
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