How much for the feeling?

Designer bags under my eyes
Buying the truth, selling the lies
Marble floors, cold to the feet
Empty chest, skipping a beat
I want the thrill, send me the bill
Pop a seal, time to kill
Visuals blurry, vision is clear
Nothing is real when you are near

Dopamine décor on the wall
Waiting for the high to stall
It looks expensive, feels so cheap
Buying dreams while I’m asleep
Decorate my soul with gold
Everything is bought and sold
Spoken: So aesthetic

Minimalist heart, maximum price
Playing the game, rolling the dice
Velvet ropes inside my head
Leave the message clearly read
I don't feel, I just consume
Perfume heavy in the room
Numb is the new kind of rich
Turn off the light, flip the switch

Gold
Sold
Cold