Gold Soundz! - Bomb The Music Industry!

Go back to those gold soundz and keep my anthem to yourself

Because it’s nothing I don’t like, is it a crisis or a boring change?

When it’s central, so essential, it has a nice ring when you laugh

At the lowlife opinions, and they’re coming to the chorus now

I keep my address to yourself

'Cause we need secrets

We need secret cret cret cret crets

Back right now

Because I never wanna make you feel that you’re social

Never ignored soul, believe in what you wanna do

And do you think that it’s a major flaw when they rise up in the falling rain

And if you stay around with your knuckles ground down, the trial’s over,

weapon’s found

Keep my address to myself

Because it’s secret

'Cause it’s secret cret cret cret cret cret cret cret cret cret cret cret cret

Back right now

So drunk in the August sun and you’re the kind of girl I like

Because you’re empty and I’m empty and you can never quarantine the past

Did you remember in December that I won’t need you when I’m gone?

And if I go there, I won’t stay there because I’m sitting here too long

I’ve been sitting here too long

And I’ve been wasted

Advocating that word for the last word

Last words come up, all you’ve got to waste