Gone, Gone, Gone

Look at all those fancy clothes
But these could keep us warm just like those
What about your soul, is it cold?
Is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold?

And cars and fones and diamond rings
Bling bling
Those are only removable things
What about your mind, does it shine?
Are there things that concern you, more than your time?

Gone, Goin, gone everything, gone give a damn
Gone be the birds when they dont wana sing
Gone people all awkward with their things
Gone

And look at you out to make a deal
You try to be appealing, but you lose your appeal
What about those shoes your in today
They'll do no good on the bridges you burnt along the way

You willing to sell anything
Gone with your heard
Leave your footprints and we'll shame them with our words
Gone peolple all carful and consumed
Gone

Gone, Goin, gone everything, gone give a damn
Gone be the birds when they dont wana sing
Gone people all awkward with their things
Gone