Leaders come, stand in line. Feel your true self, conformed. I sold my soul, crossed the borderline. I found something I'd never adjust to. Come here, I payed up for you. I have sold my weakness too. Come here, I split my heart in two. But you don't have it in you, to you. Carbon soul, transparent and faded out. See you soon, in my fiction. I sold my song, my mouth was sewn. It's coming undone, that's why I sold out. Come here, I payed up for you. I have sold my weakness too. Come here, I split my heart in two. But you don't have it in you, do you? (Do you, do you, do you...)