Selling my soul for cash
Selling my integrity to get by
Doesn’t appeal to me,
Exploit what I think and believe
Doesn’t sit easy with me
But I am in real need
I am bleeding from a wound that won’t heal
I am haemorrhaging money
And its a pain to me
Because money is like a disease
Infecting us with debts we dont need
So how how do we break away
Do we comply and play their game?
Or do we regail against it time after time
I find it hard to simply get by
But selling my soul seems wrong
What I got you cannot buy
Integrity or is it just foolish pride?
Am I about to fall and lose it all?
It’s hard to know but what’s to lose
When you have nothing anyway
What is it they can do to add to the pain
Of the harsh life of scrimping and scraping to get by
I’d like to know
Do I stay true or do I sell my soul?