I sold my soul for a dime on that day
I’d been naive enough to think that deal was fair and okay
Then I sold my mind for something I now can’t find
I misplaced it long ago, but when that was I can’t think, I do not know.
I then gave my heart to the world, but I didn’t care the very next day
The people tore it to pieces the wind blew it away
Now embers of who I used to be barely reflect, even a ghost of me
Like the sphinx time has erroded me, leaving me a face without a nose