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