You've got yourself wrapped around this It will dig your grave You should know the empty things of this world digs you a shallow grave The wealth you crave is holding you back from the truth Will the heart become so callused from self-deceit? There is more than stacking stones, one by one, Making walls because your castle is bound to fall Stacking stones, one by one The day will come when a wealthy man will lose it all When the prideful men will be humbled and the arrogant struck-down You should know the empty things of this world digs you a shallow grave The wealth you crave is holding you back from the truth Will the heart become so callused from self-deceit? Now gain the whole world, you will never have enough
