.Sunsets fade to night
And flowers die away,
The world is turning 'round
And you are turning grey,
Money burns a hole
Inside the wealthy's heads.
Why do you insist
Pretending you're not dead?
: chorus:
Sell your soul, sell your soul for>
Sell your soul, sell you.
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