[Intro:]
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Take a breath, say you love me
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We both know that everything changes
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[Verse 1:]
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Keep in mind that none of this is fiction
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This is just a glimpse into the head of a menace
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We were two different children
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But we born of the same moon
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Blowing entire opposite
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We were brought up the same too
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I used to hate you because they celebrate you
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And you made them notice every single thing I can¡¯t do
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But really I honestly wanted to be you
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And I just hope my desire to wasn¡¯t that see through
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I never took into account the things that you were hiding
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I even understood your rage when I see you get violent
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I guess the height of all my envy was leaving me blinded
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Until you sat me down and told me how crazy your life is
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You said to run and never look back
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And if I did, to never lose track of all the hurdles I was jumping
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That lead me to my current goal
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[Hook 1:]
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Don¡¯t sell your soul baby you are dirty gold [3x]
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[Bridge 1:]
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Took a chance, said you¡¯d love me
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We both know that everything changes
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[Verse 2:]
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You found me when I was dying and unappreciated
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You broke me down into a science that I completely hated
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You told impeccable talent didn¡¯t make me less average
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But how I use it to my advantage determined my passion
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It took some time to understand and manage
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But then I learned this passion was the method to my madness
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And I never got to thank you, at least not in the way I planned
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But I had to learn before I did that, I hope you understand
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It takes a lot for me to bury hatchets but consider them cremated
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All the ashes burned to ashes
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And I¡¯m dusting off my vocal box and finally saying thank you
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And even though you ain¡¯t my fan, you did the shit they ain¡¯t do
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So disregard my temper and the times I fucking hate you
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Because despite all my ignorance I¡¯m really fucking grateful
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Never forget the importance of the sparks you hold
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[Hook 2:]
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Don¡¯t sell your soul nigga you are dirty gold [3x]
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[Bridge 2:]
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Took a glance, to some error
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Now I know that everything changes
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[Verse 3:]
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I used to hate me, I swore my life was too painful
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Let my demons overtake me before I fight with my angels
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There was constantly a struggle to see my life at an angle
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That provided understanding of how much drama could change you
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I used to cut myself open just to feel like I was living
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But when living is just dying then there¡¯s no longer a difference
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There¡¯s no longer existence, and there¡¯s no longer persistence
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And there¡¯s no longer a drive there existing on only division
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And I thought, if nobody ever loved me
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This vacancy inside me must be really called a bloodstream
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Then I looked into the world and saw a million people like me
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Probably never know your stories, but you¡¯re the reason I¡¯m fighting
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You¡¯re the reason I¡¯m writing; music
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Could be so reviving
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And if ever you tend to forget, I¡¯m right here to remind you:
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Don¡¯t ever give into the hurt you hold
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[Hook 1:]
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Don¡¯t sell your soul baby you are dirty gold [3x]
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Dirty Gold
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Angel Haze |