Paper Champion

Hear this: a name. "Sell",
 Be the tolling of the iron bell
 That will render me
 All the prize it will cut these doubts right down to size
 And without this thing
 Without the drive just to make you see how
 I am striving to make a fist
 A voice if could just make you hear
 Make this all right
 And I'm
 Still
 Still calling
 Still...
 Still...
 Still calling
 Severed tongues and glowing eyes
 In a threat that comes as no surprise
 An expose of pearly lies for our paper hero
 Open wide
 Soon to be rendered obsolete
 All you have belongs to me
 Glamour pigs
 Media whores
 Let blood run like a waterfall
 Toothy grins and limp handshakes
 And pray to god your soul they take
 Now we're done cheering your name
 I'll sell you out