The Game Needed Me - Minus The Bear

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 you

Trace it’s shape on you

But you seem to let it fuck you anyway

What you got to lose?