We don't have money
So we can't lose it
But you touching me like piano keys
You can't buy that movement
What do we get from
This soft transaction?
We know the money lies
And we can't put a price
On this brand of action
We're all just selling time
You got a lot to lose
The paper is a ticking clock
You got a lot to lose
What does it cost for
This life of excess?
Would you ever miss your desk's caress?
There is no mouth to
Trace its shape on you
But you seem to let it fuck you anyway
What you got to lose?
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