Hear this: a name. "Sell", Be the tolling of the iron bell That will render me All the prize it will cut these doubts right down to size And without this thing Without the drive just to make you see how I am striving to make a fist A voice if could just make you hear Make this all right
And I'm Still Still calling Still... Still... Still calling
Severed tongues and glowing eyes In a threat that comes as no surprise An expose of pearly lies for our paper hero Open wide
Soon to be rendered obsolete All you have belongs to me
Glamour pigs Media whores Let blood run like a waterfall
Toothy grins and limp handshakes And pray to god your soul they take
Now we're done cheering your name I'll sell you outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
