Glitter Gold
There's blood on my wrist
The house is a mess
I try to gather my thoughts
And take a deep
Breath
Step back
Zoom out
Find a way to calm down
Prolly hard to hear
There's no doubt
That I'm
Involved with the wreckage
The problem is the details
And my own recollection is a blur
Gold lines the glare
To obstruct the big picture
Details lost in the sands of time
Guess who's outta their mind
When there's no leverage
With no fucking incentive
They can't establish reason
Enough to give a fuck
Court cases pile away
Let's hope they file it away
It's all smiles and waves
Until we're miles away
Outta sight outta mind
I mean right
Am i right
Haha
The gruesome
The grimace
The shit I gotta live with
Sequesters my existence
I'm living day to day
Off of existential rage
Lemme give you a taste
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Just a drop of my hate
On your lips is all it takes
Consume my pain
No strings attached
I feel that I feel scorching through my veins
Every moment i'm awake
If that's not your every day
Then don't tell me that
We all feel same things
That were all so helpless to confines
Of what we are in our minds
A fire breathing piece of shit that
Probably wants to die
That even though your dying
To set yourself free
Feel the drop on your lips
And come
Back back back into me
I'm so stocked up on stockholm
That it's served with a treat
An a·muse-bouche
From some douche
Who wears way to much moose
Brother been sipping grey goose fast
Ooh
Good evening sir, our special today is trauma
A couple drama filled pills
For you to chew on
You grew on
Nuanced
Better be
Gettin your shoes on
Affirmations confirmations
Are just emotional displacement
Another clever way to place you
Further from the truth
Cus if you can lie to yourself
Then nobody can lie to you
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Just a drop of my hate
On your lips is all it takes
Consume my pain
No strings attached
Wake up w a migraine
Chained to the wall
Guess nobodies taking questions
Where the fucks my phone call
I prepare all my excuses
For whatever I did
While I'm sizing up the concept of answering for shit
Catch me stocking up on options
Often pleading the fifth
While the false kings profit
Off me giving a shit
So narrow is the pharaoh
With the one track mind
Always pleading begging bitching when you're falling behind
Day trading third degree burns
In return for respect
While your jerking off thoughts of me
Breaking a sweat
Oh the big bad devil in the studio hurt me
Fucking shit really irks me
So burn it all to the ground
Cause the monsters growing bigger
When the lights go down
Well see who's laughing now
Six feet underground
They'll say
Here lies the false priest lord of the flies
They scream
There goes the black sheep
Buried in lies
May you realize your fate
One of fiery ends
Staring down the corpse
I realize who it is
It's me
The house is a mess
I try to gather my thoughts
And take a deep
Breath
Step back
Zoom out
Find a way to calm down
Prolly hard to hear
There's no doubt
That I'm
Involved with the wreckage
The problem is the details
And my own recollection is a blur
Gold lines the glare
To obstruct the big picture
Details lost in the sands of time
Guess who's outta their mind
When there's no leverage
With no fucking incentive
They can't establish reason
Enough to give a fuck
Court cases pile away
Let's hope they file it away
It's all smiles and waves
Until we're miles away
Outta sight outta mind
I mean right
Am i right
Haha
The gruesome
The grimace
The shit I gotta live with
Sequesters my existence
I'm living day to day
Off of existential rage
Lemme give you a taste
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Just a drop of my hate
On your lips is all it takes
Consume my pain
No strings attached
I feel that I feel scorching through my veins
Every moment i'm awake
If that's not your every day
Then don't tell me that
We all feel same things
That were all so helpless to confines
Of what we are in our minds
A fire breathing piece of shit that
Probably wants to die
That even though your dying
To set yourself free
Feel the drop on your lips
And come
Back back back into me
I'm so stocked up on stockholm
That it's served with a treat
An a·muse-bouche
From some douche
Who wears way to much moose
Brother been sipping grey goose fast
Ooh
Good evening sir, our special today is trauma
A couple drama filled pills
For you to chew on
You grew on
Nuanced
Better be
Gettin your shoes on
Affirmations confirmations
Are just emotional displacement
Another clever way to place you
Further from the truth
Cus if you can lie to yourself
Then nobody can lie to you
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Tell me what came first
The fortune or the fool
Everything that glitters isn't everything that's gold
Just a drop of my hate
On your lips is all it takes
Consume my pain
No strings attached
Wake up w a migraine
Chained to the wall
Guess nobodies taking questions
Where the fucks my phone call
I prepare all my excuses
For whatever I did
While I'm sizing up the concept of answering for shit
Catch me stocking up on options
Often pleading the fifth
While the false kings profit
Off me giving a shit
So narrow is the pharaoh
With the one track mind
Always pleading begging bitching when you're falling behind
Day trading third degree burns
In return for respect
While your jerking off thoughts of me
Breaking a sweat
Oh the big bad devil in the studio hurt me
Fucking shit really irks me
So burn it all to the ground
Cause the monsters growing bigger
When the lights go down
Well see who's laughing now
Six feet underground
They'll say
Here lies the false priest lord of the flies
They scream
There goes the black sheep
Buried in lies
May you realize your fate
One of fiery ends
Staring down the corpse
I realize who it is
It's me
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Writer(s): Chance Green
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