Lost In The Gold

The feeling inside is darker than any man can bare
All your worthless lies are laying on the porch
My mother said to run and hide is socially chaotic
And that is the first thing that you’ve done since we’ve met

Feeling is not heavenly when you spit on it

No matter what was said and done
Nothing can compare to the actions that you lashed upon our heads
For many years I blame myself
Enough is not enough
When you are up against the odds of laying on the edge

Feeling is not heavenly when you spit on it
Feeling is not heavenly when you spit on it

After all your wretched colors start to fade away
You are left to be alone like a feeble little dog
The more alone I feel the more the scar will burn a hole
And nothing cures the wound when you are already dead

Feeling is not heavenly when you spit on it
Feeling is not heavenly when you spit on it
Love is a word full of hate
Love is a word full of hate