Gold Soundz

Go back to those gold soundz

And keep my advent to your self

Because it's nothing I don't like

Is it a crisis or a boring change?

When it's central, so essential,

It has a nice ring when you laugh

At the low life opinions

And they're coming to the chorus now...

I keep your address to myself

'Cause we need secrets

We need secrets crets crets crets crets crets

Back right now

Because I never wanna make you feel

That you're social

Never ignorant soul

Believe in what you wanna do

And do you think that is a major flaw

When they rise up in the falling rain

And if you stay around

With your knuckles ground down

The trial's over, weapon's found

Keep my address to myself because it's secret

'Cause it's secret cret cret cret [etc.]...

Back right now

So drunk in the August sun

And you're the kind of girl I like

Because you're empty and I'm empty

And you can never quarantine the past

Did you remember in December

That I won't eat you when I'm gone

And if I go there, I won't stay there

Because I'm sitting here too long

I've been sitting here too long

And I've been wasted

Advocating that

Word for the last word

Last words come up

All you've got to waste