Golden Age

Feeling ashamed Play like Texas Hold Em' I was taken to be tamed Loss my sense of motion Up up and away I'm flirting with the golden age Keep me at bay The hunters won't be hunted We got no where to stay Yeah have to keep on running Don't fall on your face Keep dancing with the golden age What'll it be, the fire or the magazine? Sweet desire playing live like a TV But I fake a smile Stay for a while You fake your smile That's not my style Coming of age Take the keys and lock it I've been living off of change Lot's of dime bags in my pocket I was broke anyway I'm still coming up from yesterday Some other way The liquor keep me going Wake up flat on my face Seven in the morning Look alive and awake I'm living in the golden age Feeling ashamed Play like Texas Hold Em' I was taken to be tamed Loss my sense of motion Now I'm up up and away I'm flirting with the golden age Keep me at bay The hunters won't be hunted Got no where to stay You think that I'm just joking Laugh away everyday And the golden age will dust away What'll it be, the fire or the magazine? Sweet desire playing live like a TV I fake a smile Stay for a while You fake your smile That's not my style I can't seem to hide it when I walk into a room Staring deep into my mirror to find the smile Tried to understand it But I'm letting go from holding on I hate to be the bearer of bad new I fake a smile Stay for a while You fake your smile That's not my style I fake a smile You fake your smile I fake a smile You fake your smile