Work Lies Sex Love Fear Hate Friendship - Gatsbys American Dream

Production line chasing mechanical dreams

I’m not just a number

Balances gaining interest but who yields the profit?

Can you measure a man by the line of his credit?

I’m worth more than the sum of my parts

Equations don’t add up

Heed this warning don’t go chasing

American dreams ripping at the seams

Work lies sex love fear hate friendship

In fifty years you’ll be in the ground