Reverence - Faithless

I’m cool.

I’m lookin after myself

As I would never place wealth before my spirit

I fear it’s unhealthy, the devil creep around you so stealthy stealthy

Til ya get bold, rush the gold an before ya time is over

Ya soul is sold, where’s it gettin ya?

Competition start swearin ya, goldiggers setting you up

Soon be forgetting your existence

Do ya need a for instance?

I hafta admit admire your persistence in stickin to a game plan

That brings ya pain man

And at the end of the day nothin is gained

Listen to the voice within.

I’ll see ya later

Pay heed to the grand oral disseminator.