Take, take all you need
And I'll compensate your greed
With broken hearts

Sell, I'll sell your memories, for 15 pounds per year
But just the good days


Say, it'll make you insane
And it's bending the truth
You're to blame

For all the life that you'll lose and
You watch this space
And I'm going all the way

And be my slave to the grave
I'm a priest god never paid


Hope, I hope you've seen the light
Coz no one really cares
They're just pretending

Sell, I'll sell your memories, for 15 pounds per year
But you can keep the bad days


Say, it'll make you insane
And it's bending the truth
You're to blame

For all the life that you'll lose and
You watch this space
And I'm going all the way

And be my slave to the grave
I'm the priest god never paid.