Well, I tried to paint my mind but now I'm stuck here in the middle
Got this scalpel in my hand, I'm operating on this riddle
Got my tongue all tied in knots, on my forehead placed a label
Took all my inspiration, carved your name into the table
Don't talk about me, let's talk about you
I know your type, I know exactly what you want to do
And if the money's right, you think I'll just agree?
So sad to see you torn apart by all your selfish greed
So, sell yourself, don't be a fool
Sell yourself then eat a bite
Yeah, you sell yourself, don't be a fool
Sell yourself, sell yourself
All my memories shoplifted, cut and snipped to little pieces
Choking on your cancer, waiting on the new releases
No more need for operators, you already fooled the masses
Nothing left to give you, you already fooled the masses
Don't talk about me, let's talk about you
I know your type, I know exactly what you want to do
And if the money's right, you think I'll just agree?
So sad to see you torn apart by all your selfish greed
Sell yourself, don't be a fool
Sell yourself then eat a bite
You need to sell yourself, don't be a fool
Sell yourself, sell yourself
Sell yourself, sell yourself
Sell yourself
Sell yourself, don't be a fool
Sell yourself then eat a bite
You really need to sell yourself, don't be a fool
Sell yourself, sell yourself
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