people call me materialistic like it's a bad thing.
this is why money makes me happy:
- cars don't take me for a ride, i ride them
- prices don't lie
- i like what i see, i get what i like
- my heart breaks only when my bank account does
- things i buy will stay with me as long as i want them to
everyone is materialistic, everyone has their price,
people just don't realise what kind of 'price' this is.
please don't flatter yourself by trying to deny it.
i admit, i have a price. what is it?
it doesn't matter, you couldn't afford me anyway.
hint: i really don't care how deep your pocket is.
- jae.
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