Classic (feat. Gold Fang & Moody Beach)

I wasted all my magic, a tragic My train fell off its matchstick, we was massive Went looking for a classic, like my dad did Got hooked fell cold on plastic, like a soldier undone Now looking onwards and over the hill I was wrong then, and Ill do it again A fat man sitting down won't chase you A sugar candy covered coward I wont allow it If I describe you this godless dream A golden hour of ecstasy Cuz its not written in our destiny I wanna be, I wanna be If all I've given would bloom in sand The world would know me for who I am Maybe your soul would see all me I wanna be, I wanna be Im sicking 666 Im going down with the bricks This aint no gangster sermon soul I used to be a little lock stock, with a beast in a bottle Lemme break this down once more I really gotta get a hold on this ima lose my grip I want your smile turn sparkling gold We lose hope we let got from the top like a belly flop I got my snake eyes set on you If I describe you this godless dream A golden hour of ecstasy Cuz its not written in our destiny I wanna be, I wanna be If all I've given would bloom in sand The world would know me for who I am Maybe your soul would see all me I wanna be, I wanna be Went looking for a classic Went looking for a Classic Went looking for a classic Went looking for a Classic