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Yes
I got a bad feeling after saying yes.
Thought it was just my immaturity when really it was my inner child.
They said, "No, don't do it! You've been down this path before!"
I didn't listen to them. I listened to the money.
The money, it says, "You need me to survive. Without me, you're nothing. You're a screw up!"
Without the money, I can't be who I want to be.
Without my inner child, I can't feed myself.
The money and the inner child rarely ever see eye to eye.
That's why I block one if them out for months at a time.
I can't be creative if I don't get alone time.
I can't put food on the table if I'm alone all the time.
Who am I?
Who are you?
What are we?
Together?
Thought it was just my immaturity when really it was my inner child.
They said, "No, don't do it! You've been down this path before!"
I didn't listen to them. I listened to the money.
The money, it says, "You need me to survive. Without me, you're nothing. You're a screw up!"
Without the money, I can't be who I want to be.
Without my inner child, I can't feed myself.
The money and the inner child rarely ever see eye to eye.
That's why I block one if them out for months at a time.
I can't be creative if I don't get alone time.
I can't put food on the table if I'm alone all the time.
Who am I?
Who are you?
What are we?
Together?
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