Song | Sell Your Soul |
Artist | The Creepshow |
Album | Sell Your Soul (Ultimate Edition) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Sell your soul! | |
Everyone except yourself is to blame | |
You say you're not satisfied, well ok | |
Well you can linger on | |
Like a lifeless little pawn… | |
Or you can have it all | |
Everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
Sell your soul! | |
Everything inside yourself is rotting away | |
You've almost hit rock bottom | |
And you've withered again… | |
So you can linger on | |
As a lifeless little pawn… | |
Or you can have it all | |
Everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
Sell your soul! | |
Well you made a deal with the devil | |
And now your soul is mine | |
You sold it for eternity | |
When you signed that dotted line | |
You will taste the bullet of another gun | |
When it comes down to the end | |
So long, farewell | |
I'll see you in hell my friend | |
Everything except yourself is to blame | |
Again you say you're not satisfied. | |
What will it take? | |
Well you can have it all everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
So catch a ride upon the devil's hellbound train | |
Eternity in hell will be the price you pay | |
Sell or save or sell your soul! |
Sell your soul! | |
Everyone except yourself is to blame | |
You say you' re not satisfied, well ok | |
Well you can linger on | |
Like a lifeless little pawn | |
Or you can have it all | |
Everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
Sell your soul! | |
Everything inside yourself is rotting away | |
You' ve almost hit rock bottom | |
And you' ve withered again | |
So you can linger on | |
As a lifeless little pawn | |
Or you can have it all | |
Everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
Sell your soul! | |
Well you made a deal with the devil | |
And now your soul is mine | |
You sold it for eternity | |
When you signed that dotted line | |
You will taste the bullet of another gun | |
When it comes down to the end | |
So long, farewell | |
I' ll see you in hell my friend | |
Everything except yourself is to blame | |
Again you say you' re not satisfied. | |
What will it take? | |
Well you can have it all everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
So catch a ride upon the devil' s hellbound train | |
Eternity in hell will be the price you pay | |
Sell or save or sell your soul! |
Sell your soul! | |
Everyone except yourself is to blame | |
You say you' re not satisfied, well ok | |
Well you can linger on | |
Like a lifeless little pawn | |
Or you can have it all | |
Everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
Sell your soul! | |
Everything inside yourself is rotting away | |
You' ve almost hit rock bottom | |
And you' ve withered again | |
So you can linger on | |
As a lifeless little pawn | |
Or you can have it all | |
Everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
Sell your soul! | |
Well you made a deal with the devil | |
And now your soul is mine | |
You sold it for eternity | |
When you signed that dotted line | |
You will taste the bullet of another gun | |
When it comes down to the end | |
So long, farewell | |
I' ll see you in hell my friend | |
Everything except yourself is to blame | |
Again you say you' re not satisfied. | |
What will it take? | |
Well you can have it all everything you crave | |
Money, pleasure wrapped in leather | |
Fortune and fame | |
So catch a ride upon the devil' s hellbound train | |
Eternity in hell will be the price you pay | |
Sell or save or sell your soul! |