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John Reuben - Sales Pitch
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Everyone's got a hidden agenda
Watch them push it on you
Everyone's got a hidden agenda
Don't pretend not to
It's a battle for your mind
And a battle for your pocketbook
They'll play on your emotions 'til your heart is hooked
Reel them in
Tell me what's your intent
No Mr. Salesman you don't have my confidence
See I'm not sure that I can trust your heart
So don't feed me your lies disguised as sheep guard
Everyone's got an agenda
Can you tell me what for?
Everyone's got an agenda
Can you tell me what's yours?
From the liberal media to the conservative core
From politics to the dude trying to play it cool on the dance floor
It's human nature
It runs deep and reeks of secrets
No madder how hard you try
No man can keep it
For a time maybe but one day you're gonna have to face it
And when that time comes you won't be able to fake it
Left yourself, lying in the dark waiting to be exposed
Catch yourself hiding from your heart
And what God only knows
Smile, put on your game face
Your death bed awaits and sure there's grace
But it's gonna sting a bit
Try and sell it to God and see if he buys your sales pitch
Watch them tell you they're more than their worth
Watch them take advantage of the church
But then again stepping stones were meant to be walked on
They'll even come back once the floorboards are gone
And they're sitting in the basement pondering
Energy wasted trying to figure out how to make it
Take it to the innocent and manipulate it
Job well done religion, look what you've created
Easily slipping, easily fading away
Easily forgetting why it was that I was made
Easily saying all the right things I need to say
In order to make it easier for myself to get paid
Don't like it like this
These moments of trite bliss
This propaganda is lifeless
Move at the speed of which
Light is fast forwarded through time as I write this
Now I might have not been the wisest
But I put my soul into each line
If money ain't the motive, it's priceless
I followed a trend called timeless
Left yourself, lying in the dark waiting to be exposed
Catch yourself hiding from your heart
And what God only knows
Smile, put on your game face
Your death bed awaits, and sure there's grace
But it's gonna sting a bit
Try and sell it to God and see if he buys your sales pitch
These folks don't walk it
But they go about and they talk it
Nowadays they'll turn anything into profit
Merchandise, name your price, try and turn a profit
Even the sacred's been turned dishonest
Left yourself, lying in the dark waiting to be exposed
Catch yourself hiding from your heart
And what God only knows
Smile, put on your game face
Your death bed awaits, and sure there's grace
But it's gonna sting a bit
Try and sell it to God and see if he buys your sales pitch
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