Old Gold Songtext

von Division Of Laura Lee

Stale and old with no reason to get in control
My deepest thoughts will always be the same
I'm worried about the leaders
I'm worried about our loss
And the shape of the whip that hit and leads our souls

Face the frauds of their illusion turn it off and get your own
It's deranged and complicated when all that shit is pouring down

Safe and sound with no reason to touch solid ground
My deepest thoughts will always be the same
But I'm worried about the cheaters
And I'm worried about their hold
And the weight of the words and and the shit is getting really old

Face the frauds of their illusion turn it off and get your own
It's deranged and complicated when all that shit is pouring down