Sell Yourself [Live From The Vic In Chicago]

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Well I tried to paint my mind

But now I'm stuck here in the middle

Got this scalpel in my hand

I'm operating on this riddle

Got my tongue all tied in knots

On my forehead placed a label

Took all my inspiration

Cause your name was on the table

Let's talk about me

Let's talk about you

I know your type

I know exactly what you wanna do

And if the money's right

You think I'd disagree

So sad to see you torn apart

By Hell and selfish greed

And sell yourself

Don't be a fool

Sell yourself

Sell yourself

Don't be a fool

Sell yourself

Sell yourself

All my memory shard becomes dirty little pieces

Choking on your cancer waitin on to new releases

No more need to operate

You are ready for the masses

Nothing more to give you

You are ready for the masses

Let's talk about me

Let's talk about you

I know your type

I know exactly what you wanna do

And if the money's right

You think I'd disagree

So sad to see you torn apart

By Hell and selfish greed

And sell yourself

Don't be a fool

Sell yourself

Sell yourself

Don't be a fool

Sell yourself

Sell yourself

Sell yourself

Don't be a fool

Sell yourself

Sell yourself

Don't be a fool

Sell yourself

Sell yourself