And she walks, in like a vision of the dollar come to life,
And she moves, and gives you an all-seeing eye.
And you know right away, she's the spider, you're the fly.
Powerless and fail, rates right off the scale, you're terrified
In a world of slaves and masters,
Who do you think you are?
She knows exactly what you're after,
Who do you think you are?
You know you're owned.
Bought and sold.
You know you're owned.
Bought and sold
And you walked, compelled
And controlled without a clue,
And you move, a puppet on her string, you're a fool
You're the moth to her flame, a pawn in her game that you'll lose.
Suffering with the delusion that you choose.
In a world of slaves and masters,
Who do you think you are?
She knows exactly what you're after,
Who do you think you are?
You know you're owned.
Bought and sold.
You know you're owned.
Bought and sold.
Conspiracies don't need to hide the truth,
Her body's more than living proof,
In your little pond you might be a star,
But in the real world,
Who do you think you are?
In a world of slaves and masters,
Who do you think you are?
She knows exactly what you're after,
Who do you think you are?
You know you're owned.
Bought and sold.
You know you're owned.
Bought and sold.