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Net Worth

There is fleeting moments when I feel my life is worth something but I don't matter to me and I don't matter to you.
This theme’s a variation on the greatest of problems life inside the beast is actually worth nothing
So we all accept an opiate and think we're better off. Whether academic or prostitute or evil in a three piece suite under this system you ever wonder what you're worth if your not made of gold I've got some news for you.
Wake up you're all worth nothing

Junkies shoot junk see while business men chase money and drunk teens kill drunk teens cause they've been taught what life means by the same fuckin machine
It all means the same see it all means nothing it all means nothing it all means nothing

When your egos inflated from being stroked by your boss try to remember you’re only worth what you cost.
We all play these silly games and think we're something that we're not do you really think it matters if you live or just rot
You got no money so I’ll give away the truth I do appraisals of poor folk like you I count up your fillings and surgical steel screws
The value of your life? Here's an estimate for you.
Wake up you're all worth nothing

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from Expression In Laymen's Terms, released March 11, 2003

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