Golden Child

I can see I'm catching dust
I brush it off only to find out that my cheeks have rust
I'm colder to the touch it's just
I'm running out of luck
They said I should quit while I'm ahead
Now I'm just a bust
There are things I can't discuss
My mouth is welded shut
It just I'm afraid I'll mess this up
You know its hard for me to trust
Even with my nose to the grind my chin I keep it up
Cause you can't know that most of the time I feel like giving up
I'm supposed to shine brighter than even the brightest star
But when that supernova comes everyone is so far
They want the warmth not the heat
Want the cash not receipts
I can't walk in these streets without hearing defeat
Deciet begins to creep from people who are closest to me
As I slowly watch my circle start to dwindle deplete
The energy I had before is only staying on E
But so you don't lose hope
I gotta keep this low key

Cause I gotta be your golden child
Even when I don't want to I still hold a smile
That is not my style
All my issues start to pile
Hope I never dull out
Shine for a thousand miles
I'm the golden child
I'm the golden child
Even when I don't want to I still hold a smile
That is not my style
All my issues start to pile
Hope I never dull out
Shine for a thousand miles
I'm the golden child

Can't you see I'm catching dust
It hurts to move my arms I'm made of rust
Nothing you can do will make me budge
It's getting harder to keep the weight on my shoulders up
It feels like a boulder and I'm a soldier
But as I get older more over I need you to lower your expectations
The way my siblings look up to me I feel their neck is breaking
I told them if you work hard enough then you can make it
So if I don't follow through then it's just a hollow statement
Hope is vacant but if there's a glimmer I gotta take it
But because I glimmer doesn't mean I'm made of gold
That shine can fool you
I don't know what I should do
But know that everything I do I do it for you

Cause I gotta be your golden child
Even when I don't want to I still hold a smile
That is not my style
All my issues start to pile
Hope I never dull out
Shine for a thousand miles
I'm the golden child
I'm the golden child
Even when I don't want to I still hold a smile
That is not my style
All my issues start to pile
Hope I never dull out
Shine for a thousand miles
I'm the golden child



Credits
Writer(s): Jahvon Terrance Fox, Martin Allyn Jr Jones
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