Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Sold Myself In, artist - Burning Airlines. Album song Mission: Control!, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 31.12.1998
Record label: DeSoto
Song language: English
I Sold Myself In |
| A 2 pm morning I’m greeting |
| The end of meaning |
| Open my mind just a crack |
| And look what crawls in |
| Now I’m trying to keep my head above |
| Your dead pool |
| Deep end |
| I sold myself in; |
| In on the joke of the spin |
| But this burned-in cynical grin |
| Is fading again |
| Turning the hooks to catch nothing |
| I’m let off |
| You live in your head and love no-one |
| At all |
| Spotlit marks for your self-styled |
| Comic book sharpshooter |
| Blind spots before |
| I sold myself in; |
| In on the joke of the spin |
| Now this burned-in cynical grin |
| Is fading again |
| Peeling those tired eyes |
| To steal and refine some sleek pitch line |
| Wide of the mark, pressed to define |
| Connect the dots |
| Line by line |
| I sold myself in; |
| In on the joke of the spin |
| Now this burned-in cynical grin |
| Is fading again |