Miserable But worth the blood Sell your soul Just give it up You gotta Be seen in the right way Its all about the payday I got The house The girl The perfect world The things that only I deserve Im everything you wish you were Forget your dreams And get to work All the riches in the world We both know ghosts Can't carry gold I guess its all for nothing Don't make it all for nothing Cause im sick Of seeing it Shut up and take your money I don't want to hear Another fucker Tell me how I oughta live You fucking snake When the fuck did I ask How much money you make You don't know what your worth is Talk about a big pay check Like its worth it I don't want to listen to you While you run your mouth Spit it out Tell us how you made it now But deep down You're fucking miserable All the riches in the world We both know ghosts Can't carry gold I guess its all for nothing Don't make it all for nothing Don't kid yourself You know you've made your bed in hell You sold your soul You took the prize You'll never see the finer things in life Is your job enough? Is your car enough? Is your house enough? Is your life enough? This life is far from perfect Quit trying to sell yourself