There’s a bird, in the air, from a castle up that hill, where gold can be refilled just a kid, unaware, in a cloud that never ends, my yellow jacket friends.
Open up, come on in. Is it warm inside?
I can feel you now, i taste you in my mouth, the god of all my doubts,
i can’t feel a thing, too numb inside my dream, those golden memories.
Turn it off, screw the top, every pill that you conceive just brings them to their knees
what a mess, (you’re oh so obvious) that you made, (just like the rest) when the greed that kept you high, just fucked and left you dry
circle around the drain, now can you find your way?
I can feel you now, i taste you in my mouth, the god of all my doubts,
i can’t feel a thing, too numb inside my dream, those golden memories. (what do you want from me?)
It’s a perfect world. We smile and sing, the perfect world. We break our wings.
Can you hear me now?
I taste you in my mouth, the god of all my doubts,
i can’t feel a thing, too numb inside my dream, those golden memories.
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