Sellout

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who the hell have i been kidding? i sold my soul to the corporation they know me better then i know myself i better shut it up, i better shut it up you got a problem with the way i think i got a problem with the way you think that you can program me, like a damn machine i'm going to take a stand and say fuck this scene i'm sick of imagery instead of artistry i'm sick of apathy instead of harmony i'm sick of poets working part time jobs while pissy people picking shoes and stars i know that i should be the last one to speak about this but even sell- outs have their dreams set the music free. ba da da da, da da da ba da da da. ooooh, what the hell was i trying to prove i ran away so young, and now on the move like a vandal i wear my mask and all you punks back home you can kiss my ass cause i got a feelin' deep down inside my soul that's taken three whole years to gain control. and i ain't no never, no never, no never, no never, no never, no never, no never coming home. ba da da da, da da da, da da, da, da da da da, ba da da da da ooooooh.

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