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Can't hold on to me

You run around not knowing
what you want.
"Give me this!
Can I have that?"
No, you spoiled,
little brat.
Work for it like
everyone else.
Just because you
grew up wealthy
doesn't mean you'll
keep it.
Money's hard to handle,
especially in your hands,
the hands that can't
even hold on to me,
and I'm the easiest
thing to keep.
Written by TheLiarsPlay
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