Gold River
What's up, put your hands up, you're angry
Absence will not depress me
My body is not the problem
No it's neva-eva-eva-oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Hands on your gun
In the backseat on mainstreet
But look back, it's a fantasy dream
I'm up in the sun
Not the black light on your block at night
Just remember to always think twice
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
And you wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head, alright
What's up, put your hands up, won't speak
Silence will not impress me
My body is not the problem
No it's neva-eva-eva-oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Hands on your gun
In the backseat on mainstreet
But look back, it's a fantasy dream
I'm up in the sun
Not the black light on your block at night
Just remember to always think twice
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
And you wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head
Caught up in a shoe rack, little bit of booze
Jacked up with your tongue back
It's not enough, it's not enough
Brought up in a wolf pack
Little bit of news stacked up, with your head back
It's not enough, it's not enough
Ohhh...
Haunted mouse run through your house
But it's not real, no, no
Designer couch, hands up my blouse
Don't care for what I feel
Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, ooo-ahh-ee-ayy
Haunted mouse run through your house
But it's not real, no, no, no
Designer couch, hands up my blouse
Don't care for what I feel
No, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
You wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head, alright
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
You wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head
Absence will not depress me
My body is not the problem
No it's neva-eva-eva-oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Hands on your gun
In the backseat on mainstreet
But look back, it's a fantasy dream
I'm up in the sun
Not the black light on your block at night
Just remember to always think twice
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
And you wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head, alright
What's up, put your hands up, won't speak
Silence will not impress me
My body is not the problem
No it's neva-eva-eva-oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah
No, ne-ah, ne-ah, ne-ah, oh
Hands on your gun
In the backseat on mainstreet
But look back, it's a fantasy dream
I'm up in the sun
Not the black light on your block at night
Just remember to always think twice
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
And you wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head
Caught up in a shoe rack, little bit of booze
Jacked up with your tongue back
It's not enough, it's not enough
Brought up in a wolf pack
Little bit of news stacked up, with your head back
It's not enough, it's not enough
Ohhh...
Haunted mouse run through your house
But it's not real, no, no
Designer couch, hands up my blouse
Don't care for what I feel
Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, ooo-ahh-ee-ayy
Haunted mouse run through your house
But it's not real, no, no, no
Designer couch, hands up my blouse
Don't care for what I feel
No, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
You wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head, alright
Drank your soul, alright
Take it slow, alright
I got your gold, alright
You wouldn't mind
If I could let you get in my head
Credits
Writer(s): George Allison, Daniel Lombardo, Troy Bohman, Rebekah Sarah Way, Samuel James Jaeger, Jeanie Marie Marinella, Monica Grace Parshotam
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