somewhere through the frozen assets
somewhere within the bank of israel
lies a trust fund, absorbing bills and debt
my father's whole estate, feeding me for free

none of that exists

sell off the assets
sell off the stocks
sell off the bonds
get rid of the properties
get rid of the properties
heartache to heartache
heartache to heartache
fund to fund

inheritance should fit the child
nothing beats $1.3 billion

>>127809166
You ... you ... filthy CLASSIST you.
Won't somebody think of the trust-fund babies?

>>127809166
One joke

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>>127809166
I fell asleep listening to this garbage and I finally understood its appeal. When you are in a limited conscious state, the music does a great job creating subliminal imagery. Some guy said something about detaching his eye? huh? am I awake or dreaming? but here is more noise to have your mind free fall into.
Anyway, this music is only good on drugs. I assume. I just say no to drugs. But when you are starting to wake up for the 5th time, the album starts to click.

oh this is a troll thread

my bad

>>127813989
the actual appeal of it is how it captures the twisted mindset of a trust fund kid

And someone was here before me
And they took the possibility away
And without any control or freedom
The expenses were laid down in this way
And so my mind is slowly devoured
By the greed to which it succumbs
And in the end I'm left with nothing
Except the memory of spending my whole trust fund

And where are you now, my most wasted fund?
mmm mmm mmm, mmm mmm mmm, mmm mmm mmm

The light shows the expenses on the balance sheet
And my hand as it reaches to touch
The evidence of greed and addiction to spending
And a mind which was never thrifty enough
I saw the sun rise in an ancient desert
Where this moment was first forecast
And the black water was as thick as blood
And my bank account, it was full of cash

And where are you now, the most massive, all consuming fund I ever spent?
mmm mmm mmm
And where are you now, my wasted, irretrievable fund?

I see them all lined up
Like spoiled heirs at the gates
Their hands are full of silver spoons
Each smile is coated in deceit
Their wealth is shining in the light
Their deals are wrapped in paper trails
Their lips are shaping whispered words:
I see my name as it spills out
I see them drowning in their debts
Led in a chain by laughing brokers
I see them trading on the dirt
As if inhaling all their worth
And one by one their stocks collapse
And each one sings his desperate song
And each one sings his final plea
And each one falls and then they’re gone

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>You never close your funds when I am near you
>You never say you know me
>When I am funding inside you
>You know it's only a feeling
>You know you fund and you steal
>When you take my trust funds in your body
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>You are another person when you are investing
>Nothing moves inside you
>No one funds you down
>Girl, you know it's only a feeling
>You should never fund trust what you feel
>When you forget your body
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>You never close your eyes when I am near you
>You never say you trust fund me
>When I am inside of you
>You know it's only a feeling
>Girl, you know you fund and you steal
>When you take my trust fund in your body
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real
>Nothing invested you is real you're not real
>You're not real
>Funds
>You're not real

>>127815762
amazing stuff, truly some of michael's best lyrics

>>127809166
Anyone wanna explain the joke 2 me. Didn't swans run out of money and break? How is this related to trust funds