Paroles de Sold

I see you’re losing your mind I see you’re wasting some time Why are you in such a grind? Don’t worry, I’ll tell your mama you’re doing fine Lord Lies, you told me I was the one with the gun and a toolkit Why would you pick on a little white boy turned misfit? I don’t know what you’re doing to me 'Cause it feels like I’m running in circles While I’m getting sold off for free You know I’m easy to fool But I ain’t cut open just to bleed I see you’re making all the rules But you’re just giving me more to feed Lies, you told me I was the one with the gun and a toolkit Why would you pick on a little white boy turned misfit? I don’t know what you’re doing to me 'Cause it feels like I’m running in circles While I’m getting sold off for free You can’t sell that for free You can’t sell that for free Oh, you can’t sell that for free You can’t sell that for free Oh, you can’t sell that for free You can’t sell that for free No, you can’t sell that for free Well, you can’t sell that for Lies, you told me I was the one with the gun and a toolkit Why would you pick on a little white boy turned misfit? I don’t know what you’re doing to me 'Cause it feels like I’m running in circles While I’m getting sold off for free While I’m getting sold off for free Getting sold off for free Getting sold off for free Getting sold off for free