We don't have money
So we can't lose it
But you touchin me like piano keys
You can't buy that movement
What do we get from
This soft transaction
We know the money lies
And you can't put a price on this brand of action
We're all just selling time
You got a lot to lose
The paper's 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 it's shape on you
You seem to let it fuck you anyway
We're all just selling time
You got a lot to lose
The paper's a ticking clock
You got a lot to lose
What you got to lose?