Soul Trader from Darwenism by Benefit Cheat$

Your heart's in a hole made of black
Your mind says there's no turning back
Your hands start shaking
Your legs start breaking
You're going down
Did no one mention there's no redemption
In this part of town

You don't want to find a way out
You know what all this is about
You pimped your soul for a slice of heaven
They gave you hell
And no one mentioned the full life sentence
Won't serve you well

They sold you to the company store
Now you're not there anymore
Caught inside a prison shell
One strike or two on the lutine bell

Your heart's in a hole and it's black
You're sold and controlled and attacked
Your lips are split and your nose is broken
You're going down
Bobeche the whore on the killing floor
You're a corporate clown

They sold you to the company store
Now you're not there anymore
Caught inside a prison shell
One strike or two on the lutine bell

They sold you to the company store
Now you're not there anymore
Caught inside a prison shell
One strike or two on the lutine bell

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