The Alchemist

I am the alchemist
I can turn rust to gold
Take out the bitterness and leave in the good I know is there

I am an optimist
I take your words for truth
And you're just a little kid with some inner work to do

So wrap me in chains and pour me some poison
It's not your fault if I get disappointed
Yeah, I know this pain could be all avoided
Still I'm holding out hope
That I can turn you to gold
To gold

You are an archetype
Somebody's broken son
Tall with two handsome eyes that talk to me like I'm someone (someone, someone)

Oh, but you only want what you could throw away (throw away)
While I'm trying to be your sun in all your rain

So wrap me in chains and pour me some poison
It's not your fault if I get disappointed
Yeah, I know this pain could be all avoided
Still I'm holding out hope
That I can turn you to gold
Oh, to gold

And it's killing me, the fantasy
Is better than you're ever gonna be one day (one day, one day, one day)
But it's buried deep inside of me
The voice that tells me it gets better if I stay

So wrap me in chains and pour me some poison
It's not your fault if I get disappointed
Yeah, I know this pain could be all avoided
Still I'm holding out hope
That I can turn you to gold



Credits
Writer(s): Grace Enger
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