The Fatal Gift
Emily Haines
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
Ooh they give it to me
Ooh they give it to me
The things you own
They own you
All the things you own
They own you ooh
They give it to me
Ooh they give it to me
The things you own
They own you
All the things you own
They own you ooh
Ooh
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
Ooh they give it to me
Ooh they give it to me
The things you own
They own you
All the things you own
They own you ooh
Why do we stay