Thought Market - Haste



sells me a way to give away

a way to be improved

I need more for my own thoughts

tear apart, the outside cultures in me

its what I need

ideas sucked away from me

its killing you

it what you need

see me, I need more of your empty lies

don't try to sell me?

I don't need this

don't try to sell me?

I won't be bought...

for less than nothing



twist perceptions for your use

your words hide intent with lies

I fall, fall back to the outside

my eyes see through these lies

don't try to sell me, reaching in...

I try to retain myself

feel myself losing, losing



don't tell me how

selling my thoughts

slaves for your use

feelings become the fuel to burn



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