Lyrics Sold! - Empire State Bastard

Sold to the highest fucking bid
Your gold is someone else's shit, shit
Give me your details, I'll call your man
Give me your details, I'll call your man

I have got my mind made up, I have got my mind made up
I have got my mind made up, I have got my mind made up
I have got my mind
I have got my mind made up, I have got my mind made up
I have got my mind made up, I have got my mind made up
I have got my mind

Oh, you've seen the dollar's darker side
Oh, you've sold it to a different guy
So, is this some kind of shit surprise?
Whoa, it's turning quickly, do or die

Oh, you've seen the dollar's darker side
Oh, you've sold it to a different guy
So, is this some kind of shit surprise?
Whoa, it's turning quickly, do or die

When I get drunk
When I get drunk
Willingly, my expenses soar
When I get drunk
I want more, more

You'll find your way out
You'll find your way out
You'll find your way out
You'll find your way out
Out

My subscription to the modern world
My submission to the modern world
Sold
Sold
Sold
Sold

I will empty my heart out (sold)
I will figure a way out (sold)
I will empty my heart out (sold)
I will figure a way out (sold)