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 on tight-knot On my forehead placed a label Took all my inspiration Cause your name was on the table Let's talk about me, Let's talk about you, I know your type I know exactly what you wanna do And if the money's right You think I'd disagree So sad to see you torn apart By all your selfish greed And sell yourself Don't be a fool Sell yourself
Sell yourself Don't be a fool Sell yourself Sell yourself All my memory shard becomes dirty little pieces Choking on your cancer, waitin' on to new releases No more need to operate You are ready for the masses Nothing more to give you You are ready for the masses Let's talk about me, Let's talk about you, I know your type I know exactly what you wanna do And if the money's right You think I'd disagree So sad to see you torn apart By all your selfish greed And sell yourself Don't be a fool Sell yourself
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
Sell yourself Don't be a fool Sell yourself Sell yourself
