
Price Of Selling Out
[intro; instrumental guitar solo] [instrumental build] [Verse 1:] I was walking. Next to my self. Might of lost it. Thought it someone else. From the talking. I'd freely melt. My mind had lost it. Now I'd see what's felt. [Chorus] Why would you lie to me... Under sound. It was all knocked loose you see. Tumbled down. It was part of a lucid dream. Side by side with an imaginary me. Make it. Make it. Make it. Me. Dont take this life lying down, Wake Up and make a sound [bridge] But It wasnt who i was, it was who i was becoming, how did i stay? what stopped me from running? [Verse 2:] I was looking Through my soul. Lost my footing. Was i gonna fold. God I wanna feel whole... cant buy peace with money, aint it funny, I just kept running.... I had took it with a grin I wanted to have some fame, I wretled with the demons, but i sold out my name, It all came with a toll. Inside it shook when. I had no control. Now its haunting like a ghost, and I know that death is close, The deciver spreads his lies, while he smiles in your eyes, he tells you theres nothing to believe in, while he makes your comfort sin. [Chorus] Why would you lie to me... Under sound. It was all knocked loose you see. Tumbled down. It was part of a lucid dream. Side by side with an imaginary me. Make it. Make it. Make it. Me. Dont take this life lying down, Wake Up and make a sound [guitar solo with drum set breakdown] [Breakdown:] I'd feel it linger. Outside myself. Been through the ringer. It's why im just a shell. I am a thinker. Not an empty shelf. Not a Drinker. Don't want to rot in this living hell. I have to break out of my shell, Relying only on self, cant escape the darkness thats felt, someone please shine a light and rescue me now from this fight [Chorus] Why would you lie to me... Under sound. It was all knocked loose you see. Tumbled down. It was part of a lucid dream. Side by side with an imaginary me. Make it. Make it. Make it. Me. Dont take this life lying down, Wake Up and make a sound [Final Chorus:] It is all who I used to be... Under sound. It was all knocked loose you see. Tumbled down. It was of a truce I'd dream. Side with imaginary me. Make it. Make it. Make it. Me. Now the me who i want to be has come to the light for a greet, no going back to the dark thank God for a brand new start.

