In this modern age, where dreams are sold,
We're chasing dollars, but the story's getting old,
Working hard, day and night, just to make ends meet,
But the money we earn, it slips right through our feet.
Every paycheck's gone before we know,
The cost of living's rising, it's a never-ending show,
We're caught in a cycle, trying to survive,
But the more we make, the more it feels like a lie.
"Empty Pockets, Empty Dreams" is the song we sing,
In this world of illusion, where money's king,
We're working our fingers to the bone, but it's never enough,
The hardships of making money, it's getting tough.
We're slaves to the system, trapped in a race,
But the harder we run, the more we fall from grace,
Bills keep piling up, debts we can't repay,
The struggle to make a living, it's the game we play.
Every dollar earned, it's a fleeting sight,
The cost of living's soaring, like a never-ending fight,
We're chasing after dreams, but they're slipping away,
In this world of money, where nothing seems to stay.
"Empty Pockets, Empty Dreams" is the song we sing,
In this world of illusion, where money's king,
We're working our fingers to the bone, but it's never enough,
The hardships of making money, it's getting tough.
But amidst the struggle, we find strength to carry on,
We'll rise above the hardships, though the road is long,
We'll keep fighting for a better life, for what we believe,
In a world where money's tight, we won't be deceived.
"Empty Pockets, Empty Dreams" is the song we sing,
In this world of illusion, where money's king,
We're working our fingers to the bone, but it's never enough,
The hardships of making money, it's getting tough.
So let's stand together, united we'll prevail,
In the face of adversity, we won't ever fail,
We'll find our worth beyond the dollar signs,
And rewrite the story of these challenging times.