Sellouts

What type of life have I been living.
Bettering myself for everyone else.
Killing my dreams to keep others pleased.
The real world has been ceased.

TV is not what it's use to be.
Cartoons are replaced with people like me.
Sellouts who sell the souls.
But even I know,
That there's a line that can't be crossed.
But that line has been lossed.
In the dirt,
Just like me and your dreams.

We'll do anything to buy the new name brand shirt.
It's all about imagery to the guys up top.
Piss away artistry, keep us in box all closed up.
But all I want is to set the poor souls free.
Cause the corporation has them chained and keyed.