well if you stand proud and keep your ground don t let em down let em hear the sound don t let em find enough to use and if you fall down and bloody your gown get back up so you don t break down don t let em give you an excuse yeah is it too late for me to sell my soul unto the devil is it too late for me to pray that god keeps you alive it feels like the sun has gone and left me altogether for this bell its final chime well if you re beat down from this comedown don t let em in give the run around don t dare admit to anything keep your head down and hide that frown don t you ever let em hear you drown don t let em sting or clip your wings yeah  is it too late for me for me to sell my soul unto the devil is it too late for me to pray that god keeps you alive it feels like the sun has gone and left me altogether for this bell its final chime2