Souls For Sale (pt.I)

An old man's crying in the rain
He's looking his pretty castle, he says:
"I had everything that I wished but I know my heart is empty
Why am I feeling like a loser if I've so many friends
Why am I feeling so lonely like somebody who's
lost and I know in the wrost dream I can't wake up from"

People trust cars others trust horses, trust sex, trust money
They can't see the big mistake my clothes are not expensive
I have no porsche but look at me I'm not down
I don't beat around the bush!
I'm not a loser and my soul has a right direction
I'm not a loser, nothing can buy me
Because somebody already paid the highest price for me!

Can't you see that's insane way?
Why don't you think twice about it, about it, about it...