Gold Digger

My heart is bleeding
My soul is sweeming in the sea of pain
Wondering what life have gotten to
Am wallowing in confusion

Man was created and maid
But no one was created to be trusted
Trusting Leeds to lamentation
Many have trust and been failed

All my efforts to make you feel comfortable
But life seems unstable to you
Running after trausers
Seeking for rich pocket to
Enrich your status