Sales&profits Lyrics

I cut the cords, I broke the mould,
The weak hits the strong.

Pitch your soul for a paper smell,
There're things not for sale

As monkey king rules the world
Noone will try to understand.
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And puppet cuts threads, beauty of ugly soul
Will grow more.

I'm so tired to hide trying to keep eyes closed why
You so fucking hate all I love.

Can't you see that means everything to me?
I won't let you destroy all I love, no I won't.