"Money In His Hand" as written by and Sergio Anello William J Lugg....
And I just can't get this off my mind
My voice it yells inside
It tells me all the time
That I could leave right now
Oh, it dares me up to see this place
Greening a machine wash gray

But all we know is this

I been trying for the past 4 years
Broken lie to get this here
It's not the heart that makes the man,
It's the money in his hand
It's been a struggle for the past few nights
I have to quit to realize,
That I can waste not time on it
In case this is all I get

One year, one month, and seven days
To lose the love it takes
And grow plastic from my hands
So I can leave right now
Oh, it dares me up to see this place
Greening a machine wash gray

But all the time and risk

I been trying for the past 4 years
Broken lie to get this here
It's not the heart that makes the man,
It's the money in his hand
It's been a struggle for the past few nights
I have to quit to realize,
That I can waste not time on it
In case this is all I get

I been trying for the past 4 years
Broken lie to get this here
It's not the heart that makes the man,
It's the money in his hand
It's been a struggle for the past few nights
I have to quit to realize,
That I can waste not time on it
In case this is all I get

I get


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"Money in His Hand" as written by Jeffrey Matthew Kummer Arthur Carl Enders

Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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