Close your eyes And take a look At what is yours And what is not In the final stages what do you think? All your possession is not worth a rush
Below the line There's nothing left Without your chips You're nothing mind You're paying for love You're paying for fun In your prepaid life You're dying alone
You're only a name On a filled out check Your live don't exist You're dying alone
Open your eyes Take a look who you are Substract your chattle Reconceive what remains Caged by your greed In golden chains Noone will release you From your gleamy jail
