You sell your soul now and there's nobody left.
Friends dropping off like flies. Pushed to the
brink how much longer did you think they'd humor
your disguise? Spend all you're life kissing ass
up the corporate ladder. Doing anything to get
ahead including fucking over friends. To make
that wallet fatter. Roll the credits to the show
it's over before you know. You sell the blood you
bleed. A life controlled by greed. What's that,
another threat? Another cowardly admission it
seems to me. You claim we're not professional
enough. My apology done professionally. Fuck you
and all of what you say. So stick who you know up
your right winged ass and fuck your shallow
industry. Roll the credits to the show it's over
before you know. You sell the blood you bleed. Is
this how you succeed? Treating people as if they
were your slaves. I've been sold.