Honesty, my honesty
Was always what I gave for taking your friend
I never thought you would have hung it high above
As you did over my head

And ever since you came into my life
I always felt a little misled
I tried to read the signs
Tried to stay in the light
But (the) shades were always changing

Almost fooled me when you said this,

Sell your soul for someone’s gold
Maybe then, you’ll have a friend
You want (to) sell your soul to be controlled
Maybe then you’ll have a friend

Everything we’ll ever need is deep inside of our limitless beings
We struggle and we fight cause it feels good
To wonder why our lives are happening

Almost fooled me when you said this,

Sell your soul for someone’s gold
Maybe then, you’ll have a friend
You want (to) sell your soul to be controlled
Maybe then you’ll have a friend

Hidden your history
Written your memory
Though you didn’t know it

Hidden your history
Written your memory
Say you didn’t know it

Sell your soul for someone’s gold
Maybe then, you’ll have a friend
You want (to) sell your soul to be controlled
Maybe then you’ll have a friend

The death of…
The death of…
The death of communication


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    Lyric CorrectionThe lyrics from the digital booklet

    Honestly, my honesty was always what I gave
    from taking your bread
    I never thought you would have hung it high
    above as you did over my head

    Ever since you came into my life I always felt a
    little misled
    I tried to read the signs, tried to stay in
    lines but the shapes were always changing

    Almost fooled me when you said

    "Just sell you soul for someone's goal,
    Maybe then you'll have a friend!
    Sell your soul to be controlled,
    maybe then you'll have a friend!"

    Everything we'll ever need is deep inside of our
    limitless beings
    we struggle and we fight 'cause it feels good to
    wonder why our lives are happening

    Hidden in your history, written in your memory-
    oh you didn't know it's
    hid in your history, writ in your memory- say you
    don't know it!

    .... In the death of, the death of, the death of
    communication!
    Meganwhoon September 16, 2011   Link
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    General Commentthe greatest thing about this band is that they sound so amazing live and her voice is incredible. and it doesnt hurt that shes a cutie
    guyswithrecordcollectionson December 16, 2011   Link

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