Teller/Seller Songtext
von Shapes and Sizes

A young man′s skin is a young man's sin
Can′t speak to him, he's had too much to drink
Head full of ideas, you found him, he is found


You ought to tell her
You ought to tell her all these thoughts
I am the cellar
I am the cellar below ground

They spoke through me, they showed me out
They sell disease, they sold me out

Is that a good way to do it?
The digital one or the real one?
The digital one