We sell our souls for a price
We barely can afford
Then try our best to buy it back
Going door to door

Sell it for a penance
Paupers on display
Hoping for acceptance
As our first love, we forsake

Hoping for acceptance
Given half a chance
Turning on each other
Then try to sell what little's left

Sell it all for a *** of gold
Somewhere over the rainbow
Then hang our coats on little hope
As if all of this matters

Sell on the assumption
That all of it is gain
Then all we gain we give away
As we sell our souls without a say