Gold
By Faya
I can't blame her though, she didn't know,
and if she did know, she didn't show,
I'll only tell this once so listen close,
if you'd attach to my soul you'd been given gold,
I've always been living low,
paying attention til the credits show,
my spirit is feeling old and my heart is thrilling cold,
when you make me sad it's spilling snow,
thought we played together but we had different goals,
I know you're out there killing souls,
no time to waste if hope by the minute goes,
I've always been living low,
observing well to know you're out there killing souls.
I remember when kids used to find a song to relate to,
but since then I used to always grab a piece of paper to explain to,
what kind of struggle I came through,
I'm having troubles watching into the mirror and seeing the same me,
while I've been trying to help you getting back to the same you.
But I can't blame you, I love you,
I just feel that when they made you, you were given the good side of an angel,
don’t let these demons put their horns on your halo, don’t let them break you
and it was yourself who changed you, but
you thanked me for everything, I too just had to thank you,
I’ve been happy ever since I met you, and that’s rare cause
I've been feeling way too much like they don't let me love them,
like we're no friends, and the space between right and wrong has been feeling so thin,
like they want us all to go sin, it's hard to explain your feelings when you're feeling nothing,
trying not to get broken on your way to find anything that makes you feel something,
trying to keep myself from provoking, but it's something you get lost in,
when you feel left out by the circle you should be close in, in a chapter that should be closing.
What you have become is what makes me empty,
old feelings are tempting, I’m cursed by my blessings,
the beginning of the ending, and my fly is crashing,
my waves are stranded, and the booze in my blood and my high have blended,
my system's crashing, oh, where did I ever leave my passion?
Haven't been able to find it back in a while,
I don't have to be OK, as long as they see me smile.
My spirit is feeling old and my heart is thrilling cold,
your single touch made me feeling love, but
Love is so deceivable, you make me sad, I’m seeing snow,
I’ll carry on and keep it low,
knowing you’re still killing souls.
