Money Monster

Its sharp nails dig into my skin

They scrape and they tear

But i'm stuck within

The grasp getting tighter

Breathing, less common

I try to escape

But the vicious bastard always wins

So I look on the bright side

Like i've been told to do my whole life

I'm not dead yet

I'm not on the streets

I'm in a rut

That these monsters plan to keep

They dig and dig

Until I finally bleed

Now i'm left with no blood

In emptiness, i'm complete

They won't stop until I overcome them

I'm fighting, but there's been no progress

I'm crying, my tears go into their pockets

I'm lying to myself if I think I've got this

I'm a heathen, but i'm praying

I'm hoping, i'm wishing I can get away and

Live a life without fear

Of the fiends preying on my fortune staying

For more than time's mere

Until then i'll be in its constricted grip

Choking as its controlling my every relationship

Hurting while it nourishes itself

Exploring what I can from this couch

My life is on pause for its sake

I can't afford more mistakes

I'll just keep feeding the beast until it's full

Why is money so sinister and cruel?