Your principles on clearance Tagged and priced to move Marked down memories In this bargain basement groove Everything must go Stained ideals on hangers Swaying back and forth Between what's real and borrowed worth You're selling pieces of your soul at wholesale rates While I watch you fade like last year's trends Trying to balance what you gave with what you spent In this marketplace of second-hand regrets Where conviction comes with price tags And faith is always slightly used I remember when your truth wasn't negotiable When your heart beat pure without a barcode Now look at us, spiritual commodities Trading authenticity for accessibility See I've been watching from the checkout line As you discount everything that made you shine Markdown morals, liquidation of the mind Everything's for sale, nothing left behind Shelf life of beliefs getting mighty thin Inventory clearance of original sin Running sales on how you feel inside Stock market crash of your personal pride I used to value every word you'd say Now they come with rebates, what a price to pay Return policy on broken dreams? Nothing's sacred in these shopping schemes Going out of business Everything must go Rock bottom prices While supplies last Can't return what's been reduced To numbers on a tag Your soul's now mass-produced And I'm still holding the receipt For everything we lost In this divine fire sale All sales final No exchanges on used divinity Please come again
