Produce, sell then buy; you’re afraid to leave
Don’t say anything, you’re not allowed to sleep
Repeat the same action, you’ll never stop
Sell, then get out: sell these useless things, and die
Devoured by my inner demon
I will never confess my acts, I’ll never confess my acts
Hidden behind numbers
But I don’t care because I’m rich, I am rich
Inside, my mind breaks down and is paralyzed
I know it, but please, Money, makes me forget
I may have a life with love, I had a heart
It is now a mechanical demon
Devoured by my inner demon
I will never confess my acts, I’ll never confess my acts
Hidden behind numbers
But I don’t care because I’m rich, I am rich