Thought market

Sells me a way to give away
A way to be improved
I need more for my own thoughts
Tear apart, the outside cultures in me
Its what i need
Ideas sucked away from me
Its killing you
It what you need
See me, i need more of your empty lies
Don't try to sell me?
I don't need this
Don't try to sell me?
I won't be bought...
For less than nothing

Twist perceptions for your use
Your words hide intent with lies
I fall, fall back to the outside
My eyes see through these lies
Don't try to sell me, reaching in...
I try to retain myself
Feel myself losing, losing

Don't tell me how
Selling my thoughts
Slaves for your use
Feelings become the fuel to burn