Текст песни 40 Below

You don't have to sell Well it can be only a mistake Excluding all that seems to be before Recollecting minds that intake When I contemplate it gets sore Prosecution by the minds that make me feel Have only made me commit that crime It's been said that it's better to hate than steal Still we all do time, still we all do time Sold, no I don't belong to myself Sold Well you fucking can't believe Everyday I run to this place I feel It's still taking over me You don't have to sell If I sold you my life the way it was Cause that's all he does, he tries to make a sale Would you speak to me, an excuse to fail An excuse to fail, it's still sore Everything couldn't be happening to make me right Cause my soul has already gone sour Explain the vision that you still call mine Now we all do time, now we all do time Sold, no I don't belong to myself Sold Well you fucking can't believe Everyday I run to this place I feel It's still taking over me Crawling, crawling... You come crawling Sold, no I don't belong to myself Sold Well you fucking can't believe Everyday I run to this place I feel It's still taking over me Crawling, crawling... You come crawling