Yeah, yeah Yeah, uh, yeah

Fistful of gold, air rush, high bank roll cold Whole thing slow when I lay so low

Not in it if, but when you know When I made my soul, when I lost my soul

Everything white feel like you Saw God when you met that crew

Hard days, soft days, lost in the bruise Still looking for a light to prove

Still looking for the spark to move Never could touch these fumes

Hurt and washed in the room Still there's a bit of the truth

How can I never see through? Mind of a moth in a dome

Every night I'm in the tomb Every night I'm with the proof

Every night it's like boom

Never lost the rain Never felt the rain

Just look away It's not a place for us, you know

God don't like the way you show Some things you better off not know

Fell on the road you chose Your soul still broke, but the soul just slow

Yeah, uh, came back on the ones and twos Count cash, we don't count the blues

Old days, it was born to lose Real soul, all I do is choose

Nights hot, nights warm Grew up, I'm in the form

They put the trust in the wrong, yeah Wait for the storm, the city grew and it grew

The child with the world in his shoes Myself, who am I to prove?

The will and the shrooms But danger still ain't in the room

The pressure feel it, it's true The clouds when I flew

And the blood that I drew

Never lost the rain Never felt the rain

Just look away It's not a place for us, you know

God don't like the way you show Some things you better off not know

Fell on the road you chose Your soul still broke, but the soul just slow