Good As Gold
My super human strength is i can drink and drink and drink
And when you tell me your day I don't give shit anyway
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
My moral code is a strength buy I can sink and sink and sink
And when you tell me you agree, apple don't fall far from the tree
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
I am what I am and I am what they want me to be
Lost everything but they call it a personality
But I know something you don't know
Just need my self to be good as gold
Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones
All that remains are the scares that we know
Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones
All that remains are the scares that we know but they wont let go
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
I'm good as gold as you've been told
I'm good as gold as you've been told
And when you tell me your day I don't give shit anyway
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
My moral code is a strength buy I can sink and sink and sink
And when you tell me you agree, apple don't fall far from the tree
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
I like you but I have standards you hate me but now you're naked
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
I am what I am and I am what they want me to be
Lost everything but they call it a personality
But I know something you don't know
Just need my self to be good as gold
Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones
All that remains are the scares that we know
Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones
All that remains are the scares that we know but they wont let go
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
I'm good as gold as you've been told
I'm good as gold as you've been told
Credits
Writer(s): Petter Winnberg, Nils Tornqvist, Mattias Franzen, Klas Axel Agaton Eriksson, Mikael Svensson, Andreas Samuel Panajotis Gabrielsson
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