So I wanted gold, so all I needed was a home With a view of something beautiful
A apartment that I trusted, good friends that I grew up with But it was asking too much for just us
To pray, things stay in exactly the same way
Yet so we drift together, saying every mirror shows The same ugly section wherever
So we drift together, get a quarter below The only problem is all the shawls
And you can tell, cause I'm more than obvious in the back seats
And you can tell, told all these guys between their sheets
And you can tell, all the revenues come from the arcade
Comforts are few and far between
So pray, things stay in exactly the same way
Yet so we drift together, saying every mirror shows The same ugly section wherever
We drift together, get a quarter below The only problem is all the shawls
Just this once I'll have you know
This is not all about my gold
Yet so we drift together, saying every mirror shows The same ugly section wherever
We drift together, get a quarter below The only problem is all the shawls
And so we drift together, saying every mirror shows The same ugly section wherever
We drift together, get a quarter below