Boring Alice - Sell Your Soul

To sell my soul for freedom

To sell you souls
To see right and wrong
Devil and god or some higher and lower power there in, who do you sell it to, or shall I say, whose rules are you following, to who the price we do pay. For all I can see is but one, look in the mirror and see them looking back at you. What are these rules that chain you, is freedom bad that it labels you a sinner. Is making another sad the bad we hide from. For you have no such power over another, gifts you can give but control is all there's. To much control through a them all off balance, adds to the illusion


Paper gives us that illusion of control until we think we own the other ones soul

Try and capture me and I will not want to stay

Let me be free and I will not go away

Boring Alice

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