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You smoke your cigarettes down to the bone And since you vowed to back it and you're too proud to sack it You have to carry on your own You think you had it under control Best foot forward and don't look back no more It could break your heart and torment your soul Well, they sold my name After they stole my shame Sold my name, ah yeah Tumbled my game, tumbled their game Had a tablet sized brain, yeah You smoke your cigarettes down to the bone And it's best not to mention you're craving for attention Your love for fame like blood from a stone Too busy to notice that you've thrown You turn to dust as there's no one left to trust Last chance and your mind will go Suppose my name, suppose it came And they sold my shame, yeah And suppose it came out and tumbled their game Tablet sized brains, yeah Or is it really such a sin though? Toll for my sin Is it such a sin though? One hand is sailing One hand is sailing One hand is sailing One hand is sailing