Design
Gold
Fingers soaked in blood and gold
Can you save your soul?
Can you save your soul? now go
Go, go and write your name on the wall
Little history big and small
Fade away down, down to dust
And it's so much to me
Look in our grey eyes
Tired from the nightlife
And if I so far mistake
All my days for better ways to live
So far looking long fire light
Cast before my eyes
And now!
I sold myself
I sold myself
To know why
I don't align
With your world
In my mind
Oh, oh sweet sublime
Take my wealth
Take my soul
Oh, oh fall in line
Under the turnpike your mind wanders aloof to silly things
And in your life, in my mind, justify my own design
Justify my own design
Justify my own design
What is this to me?
Look in these cold eyes
Fed by the fire light
And as the shadows dance steps
Cast on the cave my own regrets
How can your projection out weigh mine?
I sold my Sunday
To wasting my thoughts away
Oh my, Oh my days slip fall away
Time, slip fall, crumble to sand
Falling through cracks in my hands
Time fell every man
There is one way to go
I sold myself
I sold myself
To know why
I don't align
With your world
In my mind
Oh, oh sweet sublime
Take my wealth
Take my soul
Oh, oh fall in line
Under the turnpike your mind wanders aloof to silly things
And in your life, in my mind, justify my own design
Justify my own design
Justify my own design
Fingers soaked in blood and gold
Can you save your soul?
Can you save your soul? now go
Go, go and write your name on the wall
Little history big and small
Fade away down, down to dust
And it's so much to me
Look in our grey eyes
Tired from the nightlife
And if I so far mistake
All my days for better ways to live
So far looking long fire light
Cast before my eyes
And now!
I sold myself
I sold myself
To know why
I don't align
With your world
In my mind
Oh, oh sweet sublime
Take my wealth
Take my soul
Oh, oh fall in line
Under the turnpike your mind wanders aloof to silly things
And in your life, in my mind, justify my own design
Justify my own design
Justify my own design
What is this to me?
Look in these cold eyes
Fed by the fire light
And as the shadows dance steps
Cast on the cave my own regrets
How can your projection out weigh mine?
I sold my Sunday
To wasting my thoughts away
Oh my, Oh my days slip fall away
Time, slip fall, crumble to sand
Falling through cracks in my hands
Time fell every man
There is one way to go
I sold myself
I sold myself
To know why
I don't align
With your world
In my mind
Oh, oh sweet sublime
Take my wealth
Take my soul
Oh, oh fall in line
Under the turnpike your mind wanders aloof to silly things
And in your life, in my mind, justify my own design
Justify my own design
Justify my own design
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Gilbreath
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