Lyrics John Reuben

John Reuben

Sales Pitch

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 pocket book

They'll play on your emotions until your heart is hooked

Reel them in tell them what's your intent

No mr. salesman you don't have my confidence

See I'm not sure if I can trust your heart

So don't feed me your lies disguised in 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

Its human nature runs deep and reeks of secrets

No matter 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

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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 going to sting a bit

Try to 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 leave and come back once the floor boards 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 look at it like this moments of trite bliss

This propaganda is lifeless

Move at the speed of which light is

Fast forward through the time as I write this

Now I might not have 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

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These folks don't walk it but they go about it and they talk it

Now-a-day's they'll turn anything into product

Merchandise name your price try and turn a profit

Even the sacred's been turned dishonest

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