Sellout Never Shout Never

[Verse 1: Never Shout Never]
Who the hell have I been kidding
I sold my soul to the corporation
They know me better than I know myself
I better shut it up
I better shut it up

[Verse 2: Never Shout Never]
You gotta problem with the way I think
I gotta problem with the way you think
That you can program me
Like a damned machine
I wanna take a stand
And say fuck this scene

[Verse 3: Never Shout Never]
I'm sick of imagery
Instead of artistry
I'm sick of apathy
Instead of harmony
I'm sick of poets workin' part-time jobs
While pissy people pick and choose the stars

[Verse 4: Never Shout Never]
I know that I should be
The last one to speak
About this but even sellouts have their dreams
Set the music free