Can you tell me the meaning, of making a career

Work your ass off, making

Money

Buying things, you’re almost there,*

But when you’ll look back to your

Summary*

You will open your eyes, and things are getting clear

What’s the

Worth of money, when there’s never enough

When you want more, but you can’t

Get

Feels like you’ll end up in the buff

You will sink and you will

Drown

When the things turn out to be different than you thought

I’m broke

But I’m living, and I don’t have regrets

And if I have the chance*, I would do

It again

Can you tell me the reason, why we are here

By wasting our time

Working whole days

Save everything, for our last years

But what if cancer

Will take the lives

And we didn’t taste the good, before we die

I’m broke

But I’m living, and I don’t have regrets

And if I have the chance*, I would do

It again

I’m broke, but I’m living, and I don’t have regrets

And if I have

The chance*, I would do it again