Unsellable - Blind Dog

Thought I could avoid temptation

Lying to myself again

Heading for disintegration

Seems like nothing more remains

I thought you wanted it this way

A time when everything’s for sale

Go out and shop and you’ll be saved

But nothing’s worth a dime

I hope you’re happier this way

Sold myself for liberation

Prostitute my mind again

Whoring for appreciation

Bend over and don’t complain

Nothing is sacred

Nothing to small

To weird or at all

Unsellable

Guess I’ll get back in line

Guess I have nothing more to say

Guess I’ll just bide my time

Just hope I’m happier this way