Two years gone... Oh, oh, wo-oah, oh, oh, wo-oah
Oh, oh, wo-oah, wo-oah, wo-oah
Oh, oh, wo-oah, oh, oh, wo-oah (ooh...) Oh, oh, wo-oah, wo-oah, wo-oah
Two years gone Came back as some bones and so cynical
This skin don't feel like home It's all overgrown but you'll never know
* Take the mirror from the wall so I can't see myself at all
Don't wanna see another damn inch of my skull
Forget the poems of saints and ghosts, I'm the one I fear the most
Little did I know that I was only crying wolf
** I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical
Quit being so oh, over-skeptical Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
Ooh... I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
Push and pull, oh, it's all getting old No I didn't want this throne (no I didn't want this) yeah
Only fools make feasts of gold They rot the fruit on tables...
When did I get so pitiful, Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold?
You got my back against the wall, and now I can't e - ver get comfortable
No I never sold my soul if I ever do, throw my bones to the wolves
No I never sold my soul, No I never sold mine...
No, I'll never sell my... soul No I'll never sell my... soul
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No, I'll never sell my... soul No, I'll never sell my... soul
No, I'll never sell my... soul No, I'll never sell my...
No, I'll never sell my soul No, I'll never sell my... soul
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No, I'll never sell my... soul No, I'll never sell my soul
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