Sellout - george

I knew you, before you entered through the deadly door

It’s eaten away at you, it’s given you the itch

You’re dreaming of returning but you don’t think you can

They don’t sell the product to you they sell you to the product

They don’t give a f**k about you they just want their daily dosh

I wish you could see through this I wish you could believe

That you can really do this I know you can

They don’t want to know about you’re aspirations

They don’t care about where they’re sending you to

They don’t mind to blacken your stream

They are pulling you along, so when will you see?

You’re dreaming, You’re dreaming of returning to that safe warm abyss

It’s given you the itch

It’s given you an insatiable itch