Fatal Gift - Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton

Haven’t we made

Enough for a living wage?

We accept the fatal gift

A soup stone for our stove

And a blindfold for our tears

Paying for a living wage

Know it’s a deceptive deal

We accept the fatal gift

They hover over where we live

The things you own, they own you

Haven’t we saved

Enough to go away

Enough to reach the coast?

Why do we stay

Paying for a living wage?

I know it’s a deceptive deal

We accept the fatal gift

They hover over where we live

All the things you own, they own you

The things you own, they own you

And you own it and it owns you

And you own it and it owns you

(All the things you own, they own you)

And you own it and it owns you

And you own it and it owns you

(The things you own, they own you)

And you own it and it owns you

And you own it and it owns you

Close my eyes

Close my eyes

The things you own, they own you

All the things you own, they own you

And you own it and it owns you

And you own it and it owns you

And you own it and it owns you

(All the things you own, they own you)

And you own it and it owns you

And you own it and it owns you

(The things you own, they own you)

And you own it and it owns you

And you own it and it owns you

(All the things you own, they own you)

And you own it

The things you own, they own you

The things you own, they own you

And you own it and it owns you