High Tyde

Gold

in Real

LYRIC

They have my money but you don't have my soul
They have my hand but I am letting it go
I am the future so don't mess with my flow
You think you own me now we're taking control

It's getting ol-ol-ol-ol-old
When you talk my blood runs co-co-co-co-cold
I ain't doing what I'm to-to-to-to-told
I'm keeping my gold
I'm keeping my gold

Well I saw you from a far
Through the glass in your car
And you're shouting my name
You won't see me again
Cause there's cracks in the wall
And you're starting to fall
You've got no one to call
I don't need this no more

Feeling fustrated as I run through the rain
Stuck to my skin and you show up sick of fame
Who are you to fuse the links in this chain
You just don't get me it's too hard to explain

It's getting ol-ol-ol-ol-old
When you talk by blood runs co-co-co-co-cold
I ain't doing what I'm to-to-to-to-told
I'm keeping my gold
I'm keeping my gold
Well I saw you from afar
Through the glass in your car
And you're shouting my name
You won't see me again
Cause there's cracks in the wall
And you're starting to fall
You've got no one to call
I don't need this no more
I don't need this no more

Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Now we're taking control

Well I saw you from a far
Through the glass in your car
And you're shouting my name
You won't see me again
Cause there's cracks in the wall
And you're starting to fall
You've got no one to call
I don't need this no more
No I don't need this no more
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah
So I'm keeping my gold

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