Sold...!

While you’re a slave, coz you’ve sold yourself

What is dignity, what is self-respect!

Where’s pride when you don’t even own yourself

For some cents you stretch your hands

Towards those who bought thy self

Like a door that opens at the sensor’s orders

The sensor owns the door, the door just follows

You don’t have a right to think or decide, the sensor yells

And the door just obeys

A donkey shouldn’t be compared with

It gives away what it doesn’t know it owns

While you’ve given away what you know was yours

You can fight for honor, fight to get what’s taken

Not for what you’ve sold and no more own

You thought you sold your intelligence, your experience

Those can’t be bought that are priceless

They compensate for your worth that they quote

Don’t question if you’ve to lick the polish off their boot

For all of what you’ve given

An illusion you’ve got in return

The soul might still be alive

But this body of yours isn’t

And they’re the ones who hold
While, you’re the one who sold