Golden

We lie in the forest

Far cry from the real world, I feel no pain

Headlines bore us

Caught up in the speed of the pouring rain

Bright lights and a ball gown

Nobody knows why they even came

We'd die to be famous

Don't care but the streets gonna know my name

Give me something I can hold on

If everything is golden

Then what is there to hold on

Palm trees and the big screens

Only counts if the world sees all me

Dress me like a rag doll

You choose but first tell what's my name

Shark teeth rip through me

Not incomplete I was born to please

Clean cut and kept neat

Main attraction distraction next to blame

Give me something I can hold on

If everything is golden

Then what is there to hold on

Give me something I can feel

Inside, for real, this time

Instead of going through the motions

Give me something I can hold on

Sun shines down on me

The motions rip me open

Give me something I can hold on

If everything is golden

Then what is there to hold on

Give me something I can feel

Inside, for real, this time

Instead of going through the motions

Give me something I can hold on