It's a bad exchange
When you trade your soul
For something physical, logical, what you know
It's a fast replay
When I think of what I've done
And who I've become
It won't make you
It won't make you
It won't make you in the end
It's a bad exchange
When everything you know
Is in your head, forget what they said
They don't know
It's a great exchange
That saved your soul
More than physical, logical, what you know