Текст песни Sell My Soul - Steve Fawcett

Too late to change these ways,
I guess I'm here to stay
I keep digging this o'hole
If mind is cold and deep
I feel it in my sleep
Black dust will make it's scole

One more dollar one more day
I will never get away
Sell my soul

Black cough in bitter night
I'm down before the light
I keep digging that o'hole
Backpack and pick in stone
Working in the devils home
Black dust will take it's scole

One more dollar one more day
I will never get away
Sell my soul

One more dollar one more day
I will never get away
Sell my soul