Not Everything Turns To Gold

Back the door
Can't even hear you talk
I wanna stay some more
But my falling is calling in lost
Risking fault
Is longer how it go
But i don't wanna know
However wanna hold
That much faking
Too high to make it feel with what
You know how to take it over a try
It feels good to say this
And i'm sure that you won't let me down
'Cause your observations, liming and tries
Is getting old
Doing the same thing for
Years i should now by now
This diference stroke me off
Keep up, go
Not everything turns to gold
Not everyone gets to go
The way you do
That much faking
Too high to make it feel with what
You know how to take it over a try
It feels good to say this
And i'm sure that you won't let me down
Cause your observations, liming and tries
That much faking
Too high to make it feel with what
You know how to take it over a try
It feels good to say this
And i'm sure that you won't let me down
Cause your observations, liming and tries



Credits
Writer(s): Miller Upchurch, Edward Cregan Quinn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link