Sugar / Money

Can't you write a plot That terrifies your lot? No trophy down the line Take a blind joyride I'm terrified of ploys That terrify my joys They're feeding wrong desires Sugar for my pie Can't you write a plot That terrifies your lot? No trophy down the line Take a blind joyride This is all that you get to refine This is all that you get to begrime It's all that you get to define It's all that you get to decline At times we're under water Or walk about like wolves We sleep and forget Can't you write a plot That terrifies your lot? No trophy down the line Take a blind joyride I grab some wine and dine Drop a brick and smile The glazing on my pride Magnifies the light Born to arrive, my goals are moving lights Born to arrive, a ghost on a spinning bike This is all that you get to refine This is all that you get to begrime It's all that you get to define It's all that you get to decline