Money Lies

 
I used to subscribe to these mutual fund journals
And then read every one of them from cover to cover
I used to tell myself I wanted to be like those men
And multiply my money like I was the best lover

I wanted to invest with the best and makes so much
I read up on stocks, trades and everything in between
I took classes, read books on anything I could
To become like money managers on those magazines

I got gains, I took hits, I cut my teeth here and there
But I needed to finish my education and get a degree
And yet somehow I was walking in the eye of a hurricane
When years later I realized the mess and all the debris

I’d been part of those companies that did the world wrong
When the shit the hit fan only then did we understand
The desire to be filthy rich then kind of just went away
Like a house of cards or domino effect, I played a bad hand

It was only after I completed my education I understood
I’d been telling myself lies to win some dreamy prize
As the world fell into an economic downturn and burned
I felt some kind of guilt for wanting to rich like those guys

But what go me the most was, how badly a lot of people lied