Full Houses, Empty Hearts - John Wolfhooker

We fall in love with money

But ain’t it kinda funny?

If we’ve got full houses, empty hearts

We’re going nowhere

Just because we don’t care

And probably won’t ever realize

At what point does your

Selfrespect say «get down on your knees»?

That noise in your head

Is screaming out and driving you crazy

Attention whores

Trading their skin for popularity

Something went wrong while you were

Searching for your sanity

We fall in love with money

But ain’t it kinda funny?

If we’ve got full houses, empty hearts

We’re going nowhere

Just because we don’t care

And probably won’t ever realize

Somebody find a cure

for the illness called gluttony

I want it here and now, can you hear that?

Can you hear the iRony?

Lighten our wallets

So we can see who we really are

We´re earning millions of lies

Slaver in disguise!

We fall in love with money

But ain’t it kinda funny?

If we’ve got full houses, empty hearts

We’re going nowhere

Just because we don’t care

And probably won’t ever realize

Full houses, empty hearts

We like to buy the things we don’t need

To impress people that we don’t really like

How much do we Have to be paid to trade

Our personalities or hate the ones we love

Please tell me mom

What makes me who I am

'Cause mirror doesn’t seem to find the answer now