Mr. Asshole

You sell your soul now
And there's nobody left
Friends dropping off like flies
Pushed to the brink
How much longer did you think
They'd humor your disguise?
Spend all you're life kissing ass
Up the corporate ladder
Doing anything to get ahead
Including fucking over friends
To make that wallet fatter

Roll the credits to the show
It's over before you know
You sell the blood you bleed
A life controlled by greed

What's that, another threat?
Another cowardly admission it seems to me
You claim we're not professional enough
My apology done professionally
Fuck you and all of what you say
So stick who you know up your right winged ass
And fuck your shallow industry
Roll the credits to the show
It's over before you know
You sell the blood you bleed
Is this how you succeed?
Treating people as if they were your slaves

I've been sold