Midas
I lost my fingers long ago
During an effort to paint them gold
In over my head or so I'm told
Hearing the masses, that shit don't get old
Too many dangers that go on inside my head
It's so peaceful when I just pretend I'm dead
I'll redecorate my room
But never again I'll make my bed
Tell me dear oh dear
Was it something that I said
LOL, LOL
Fuck it oh well
My mind is torn to pieces
And I can't hide
That this gold feels just like paradise
There's ghouls
Still grasping at my spine
Kill me now yeah
Someone kicked the hive
I lost my fingers long ago
During an effort to paint them gold
This would get easier I was told
Hearing the masses finally got old
Too many dangers that go on inside my head
It's just way too fucking hard
To control the fire spread
I'll redecorate my room
Upon my shelf I'll hang my head
Getting sick and tired
Of this emptiness
LOL, LOL
Fuck it oh well
My mind is torn to pieces
And I can't hide
That this gold feels just like paradise
There's ghouls
Still grasping at my spine
Kill me now yeah
Someone kicked the hive
I lost my fingers long ago
During an effort to paint them gold
This would get easier I was told
But hearing the masses finally got old
Fuck it oh well
My mind is torn to pieces
And I can't hide
That this gold feels just like paradise
There's ghouls
Still grasping at my spine
Kill me now yeah
Someone kicked the hive
During an effort to paint them gold
In over my head or so I'm told
Hearing the masses, that shit don't get old
Too many dangers that go on inside my head
It's so peaceful when I just pretend I'm dead
I'll redecorate my room
But never again I'll make my bed
Tell me dear oh dear
Was it something that I said
LOL, LOL
Fuck it oh well
My mind is torn to pieces
And I can't hide
That this gold feels just like paradise
There's ghouls
Still grasping at my spine
Kill me now yeah
Someone kicked the hive
I lost my fingers long ago
During an effort to paint them gold
This would get easier I was told
Hearing the masses finally got old
Too many dangers that go on inside my head
It's just way too fucking hard
To control the fire spread
I'll redecorate my room
Upon my shelf I'll hang my head
Getting sick and tired
Of this emptiness
LOL, LOL
Fuck it oh well
My mind is torn to pieces
And I can't hide
That this gold feels just like paradise
There's ghouls
Still grasping at my spine
Kill me now yeah
Someone kicked the hive
I lost my fingers long ago
During an effort to paint them gold
This would get easier I was told
But hearing the masses finally got old
Fuck it oh well
My mind is torn to pieces
And I can't hide
That this gold feels just like paradise
There's ghouls
Still grasping at my spine
Kill me now yeah
Someone kicked the hive
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Nunn
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