LYRIC FOR SALE

By Jimmy Larkin

There's a poison rotting in your brain
Unlike the ice running through my veins
It must be nice to walk on air
Foolish of me to think you cared
It's not my fault you can't walk away
Is your image worth the price you pay?

I can't believe I looked up to you
Should've known it wouldn't last
My biggest mistake was trusting you
All it did was bite me in the ass

You sold your soul to the devil
A coward on the highest level
While I was bleeding and taking the hits
You were busy being a self-righteous prick
Took you long enough to be done with me
You're the one who needs a fifty one fifty

There's still so much to be done
But you're not the only one
I was so grateful
You made me shameful
I'm so glad you killed yourself quietly
'Cause you would've been the death of me

Leave us behind if you think it's right
Must be hard when your demons won't go away
Dream of being able to sleep at night
Choke on your words 'cause there's nothing more to say

You sold your soul to the devil
A coward on the highest level
While I was bleeding and taking the hits
You were busy being a self-righteous prick
Took you long enough to be done with me
You're the one who needs a fifty one fifty

Your own entity
Defying gravity
Expectations overflowing with prestige
The world under you
Compassion overdue
Flawless credibility is your wet dream

You sold your soul to the devil
A coward on the highest level
While I was bleeding and taking the hits
You were busy being a self-righteous prick
Took you long enough to be done with me
You're the one who needs a fifty one fifty