Finch - Contra lyrics

So much says the world Sell the rights to your kin Sickened by the sway of the ship I'll find my own way in Won't trade always for what's new Sell me something beautiful Hold your rank Your condition is failing The look on your face when they take it away There's demons at your door There's a fire in the hull The crowd rumbles to a roar Won't trade always for what's new Sell me something beautiful I won't trade always for what's new Sell me something beautiful Sink your sorrow Faintly hollow Wager mercy Hang your clergy Oh no, but anyway Won't trade always for what's new Sell me something beautiful I won't trade always for what's new Sell me something beautiful The crowd rumbles to a roar