Blindfolded Cash (Extended 1)

Chorus

Countin every cent but the price just climbin

Bills on my back still the sun ain’t risin

No sleep on concrete streets, survive in

They blind to the pain, man the cost’s terrifying

Hook

Money gone, struggle showin

No one lookin, nobody knowin

World keep turnin, cold winds blowin

Cost keep risin and the blood keep flowin

Verse 2

Centerlink lines wrap round like a snake for weeks

Kids in the rain with holes in they sneaks

Government chewin on steak while we eatin two-minute noodles, cold on the street

False hope like a flag on a lost battleground, shields for elites

Shoppin carts stacked, no food, just plastic in the trash

Sign says hungry, only see a suit walkin past

Family of four in the van, but that’s just stats they ignore

Broken system, hope missed him, now he knockin at your door

Pre-Chorus

And they scroll past, don’t even see

Real bodies in gutters, drownin in greed

Blaming each other, it’s deeper than need

Ay you say it’s simple, you never been freed

Chorus

Countin every cent but the price just climbin

Bills on my back still the sun ain’t risin

No sleep on concrete streets, survive in

They blind to the pain, man the cost’s terrifying

Hook

Money gone, struggle showin

No one lookin, nobody knowin

World keep turnin, cold winds blowin

Cost keep risin and the blood keep

Verse 3

Walkin Centrelink steps, got the whole place stressin

Empty wallet, hunger pains, these lessons

Polly in a beamer flash past my confession

Pourin another tax cut while we drown in depression

Sunburnt land, red sand coverin toes

Mum skips meals even little man knows

Paper say jobs but it’s locked doors, no shows

Parliament pockets fat, street froze while hope slows

Pre-Chorus

Screens full of noise, but real shit’s missin

They talk

Verse 4

Hustle in the alley where the lights don’t reach

Every second’s survival, poverty preached

They auction off hope, politicians leech

Rich in their towers, the truth they impeach

Bloody knuckles, Centrelink dust, no trust

Dreams in a pawn shop window, collectin rust

Fake charity balls, just more hush hush

Broken hearts drown in another pay cut

Pre-Chorus

Silence in the hallways, stories erased

Names on a list while sympathy’s replaced

Costs goin up, but respect’s misplaced

We fight for the crumbs, they just feed on disgrace

Chorus

Countin every cent but the price just climbin

Bills on my back still the sun ain’t risin

No sleep on concrete streets, survive in

They blind to the pain, man the cost’s terrifying

Hook

Money gone, struggle showin

No one lookin, nobody knowin

World keep turnin, cold winds blowin

Cost keep risin and the blood keep flowin