Gold - HIGH TYDE

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

And you turn my weapons 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

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

And you turn my weapons 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

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