We are the products of what is sold

They've got what it takes to stamp out this spark

We've let us become what we own

When we're stripped bare, we shouldn't be alone

It's automatic

Please make me clean

It's automatic

Please make me clean

I drop the coins in your hand with no eye contact made

You got what you wanted

Walk away feeling the same as me, no words said for a moment

With more attention paid, we could have been more than a number

It's automatic

Please make me clean

It's automatic

Please make me clean

It's automatic

Please make me clean

It's automatic

Please make me

Please make me clean

It's all about buying and selling

And selling and buying

And buying and selling

And selling and buying

And buying and selling

And selling and buying

Shake this, I'm not getting over

Shake this, I'm not getting over

Shake this, I'm not getting over

Shake this, I'm not getting over

Over

Over

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Clean

Clean

Clean

Clean

Clean

Clean

Clean

Clean