Sellin' My Soul
I wanna live a life of color
Like the purple of my eyes
Where beaten downs not broken
Just a means to stay alive
I'm getting by on fairytales
and coveting each line
Convincing myself tragedies a blessing in disguise
Please, Please just bury me I'm through
I've been selling my soul for quick remedies
I got nothing left to lose
I've been living a lie faking heart attacks
I got so much left to prove, but nothing left to lose
I think function over fashions
Just an excuse for the blind
and there's always better reading
When you look between the lines
There's a photograph to link me to
Most every single crime
with god as my witness, I've been framed by desire
Please, please, please, I'm sold out
Please, please, please, I'm running out of time
I've been selling my soul for quick remedies
I got nothing left to lose
I've been living a lie faking heart attacks
I got so much left to prove, but nothing left to lose
I've got so much
I've got so much to prove
Can you please, please
Bury me I'm through?
Can you please, please
Bury me, I'm through?
Just bury me, I'm through
Bury me, I'm through
I've been selling my soul for quick remedies
I got nothing left to lose
I've been living a lie faking heart attacks
I got so much left to prove, but nothing left to lose
I've got so much
I've got so much to prove
Like the purple of my eyes
Where beaten downs not broken
Just a means to stay alive
I'm getting by on fairytales
and coveting each line
Convincing myself tragedies a blessing in disguise
Please, Please just bury me I'm through
I've been selling my soul for quick remedies
I got nothing left to lose
I've been living a lie faking heart attacks
I got so much left to prove, but nothing left to lose
I think function over fashions
Just an excuse for the blind
and there's always better reading
When you look between the lines
There's a photograph to link me to
Most every single crime
with god as my witness, I've been framed by desire
Please, please, please, I'm sold out
Please, please, please, I'm running out of time
I've been selling my soul for quick remedies
I got nothing left to lose
I've been living a lie faking heart attacks
I got so much left to prove, but nothing left to lose
I've got so much
I've got so much to prove
Can you please, please
Bury me I'm through?
Can you please, please
Bury me, I'm through?
Just bury me, I'm through
Bury me, I'm through
I've been selling my soul for quick remedies
I got nothing left to lose
I've been living a lie faking heart attacks
I got so much left to prove, but nothing left to lose
I've got so much
I've got so much to prove
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Daniel Coffman, Robert Brock Berryhill, Frank Hammonds, Stephen Campbell, Jason E Dill
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