Burning Image - Submission

I noticed, last night, something didn’t seem right
A man shows up and tells me I’m wrong
And disappears in the night
I came to you to bargain for your soul
I could have picked anyone, but it’s yours that I know
Cause it’s ripe and you know it’s wrong
You seem to know what I like
I like it, I like it, I like it

The positions here have all been filled, at times I can’t believe my eyes
It’s what you sow, it’s what you steal, still come away without a prize

And now it seems so real
The pain I’m suffering, it’s like it’s not me
But what it feels like, it’s like I’ve gone away
They take a part of your soul as they’re scraping the rest away

It all comes down to one thing
It all comes down to one thing

It’s nice to know
You’ll waste away
No one listens to what I say

I want the world, I want my way
No one listens to what I say
At all