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 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?
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