Golden

The lies told
They were unspoken
The love you showed
That was just token
Now all that's left Is just the memory of your face
Not a trace around here of all the gravity
The babes in the crib
Now we would make sweet love
We can just live
Baby that's not enough
Now all that's left is just a flicker of a trace
I can't face another night of depravity
You just hit and run
And I'll just take this gun
Please just tell our son
I had face my last taste of reality
No more to be said
Been walking a thin line
Gun to my head
I'm leaving this world behind
And all that's left is just a memory I embrace
Now I face my last taste of reality
You just hit and run
And I'll just take this gun
Please just tell our son
I had face my last taste of reality
I had face my last taste of reality



Credits
Writer(s): Josefin Glenmark, Alex Shield, Peg Parnevik, Jonathan Matyas Lavotha
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