Wealth doesn’t give you everything

No love, wanting, compassion, need

Surrounded by people that don’t care

They don’t know your name

All you want is to be wanted

You drive yourself into an obsession

You shove yourself into the pit of damnation

No one gives you a hand out

The rumors will seal the fate

A murderer, liar, bootlegger, cheater, killer, mobster

They can build you up into a king

Or

Destroy you into a peasant