poor woman's gold
You and me falling in the universe's hands (hands)
You and me going to our own land (land, land, land)
Nothing is planned
Not my hand in your hand
Acid on my brain (acid on my brain)
For the first time ever I don't feel drained
After opening my eyes
Don't hear my own lies
Left them back home
Truth turns to chrome
A poor woman's gold
Wish I had ice
But I'm just cold
One day I'll pass
Don't wanna get older
Coffee doesn't taste as good when you don't smoke
Parties aren't fun when the bathroom doesn't have coke
Life is tasteless when you peak at 17
Die so young, so much of you unseen
Don't feel bad about it
The universe took you
You didn't quit
My bones in your hand
I'm in our dream land
Dust on my brain
For the first time ever I don't feel drained
After opening my eyes
Don't hear my own lies
Left them back home
Truth turns to chrome
A poor woman's gold
Wish I had ice
But I'm just cold
One day I'll pass
Don't wanna grow old
After opening my eyes
Don't hear my own lies
Left them back home
Truth turns to chrome
A poor woman's gold
Wish I had ice
But I'm just cold
One day I'll pass
Don't wanna get older
You and me going to our own land (land, land, land)
Nothing is planned
Not my hand in your hand
Acid on my brain (acid on my brain)
For the first time ever I don't feel drained
After opening my eyes
Don't hear my own lies
Left them back home
Truth turns to chrome
A poor woman's gold
Wish I had ice
But I'm just cold
One day I'll pass
Don't wanna get older
Coffee doesn't taste as good when you don't smoke
Parties aren't fun when the bathroom doesn't have coke
Life is tasteless when you peak at 17
Die so young, so much of you unseen
Don't feel bad about it
The universe took you
You didn't quit
My bones in your hand
I'm in our dream land
Dust on my brain
For the first time ever I don't feel drained
After opening my eyes
Don't hear my own lies
Left them back home
Truth turns to chrome
A poor woman's gold
Wish I had ice
But I'm just cold
One day I'll pass
Don't wanna grow old
After opening my eyes
Don't hear my own lies
Left them back home
Truth turns to chrome
A poor woman's gold
Wish I had ice
But I'm just cold
One day I'll pass
Don't wanna get older
Credits
Writer(s): Maria Vainumaee, Markus Palo
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