Dollar Bill

I wear the faces of dead presidents
after I paid for their assassination
I am the whore who seduces you
then shackles you
sucks the life force out of you
and leaves you
cold and empty
You fight wars for me
betray your best friend for me
sell your soul for me
and if you refuse
I will make you crawl on your belly
and beg for mercy
I do not accept rejection
I got you by the balls
I am the Nothing and the Everything
I am the favorite tool
of the masters
who enslave the world
Few can withstand my appeal
Most fall for the grand illusion
Which kind are you?