O Discordia

I wanted to sell my soul
No one was interested
Maybe it's not worth what I ask for
Maybe what's offered isn't good

Oh, it's not that bad
Oh, it's not unusual
Oh, it takes years
It's hurt to heal
If not, it will die in the end

I wanted to auction my body
No one shouted 'I'll go'
I know, it's not a new product
I know it has fallen to the ground

Oh, it's not that bad
Oh, send a signal
Oh, it breaks me
But I'll fix it, I'll fix it

I tried
I tried to give you what was in my power
I put all my universe at your feet
I tried to straighten out what was upside down
I tried to make a year seem like a month
I tried to climb you
The harness broke
I tried to make it long
But it was express
I bought blue
But you wanted it brown
I wanted to sell my soul and there was no interest