Akine - No Gold lyrics
[Akine - No Gold lyrics]
Midnight showers in the dark
Nightmares come streaming with the water
Food eaten from the floor
She used to be a businessman's daughter
Future left undiscovered, then
Pain comes dancing with laughter in her body
And now she lies on her favorite bench
Lies in her only dress
She rewinds back to a time
When she was clean and fresh
Gotta stay on her A-game
Always gotta play and party hard, of course
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
Figures come streaming with the sunshine
All clean and white, except that guy
Has a stain on his shirt
And the mess is mine
No, I mean hers, she is confined
To words like "ashamed" and "to blame"
And "cannot find herself", no
She had gold running through her fingers
It turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
And she rewinds back to a time
When she was clean and fresh
Never sung to the right side
City lights in her eyes
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
Now she's numb, she has no one
Now she's numb, remembers no one
Nightmares come streaming with the water
Food eaten from the floor
She used to be a businessman's daughter
Future left undiscovered, then
Pain comes dancing with laughter in her body
And now she lies on her favorite bench
Lies in her only dress
She rewinds back to a time
When she was clean and fresh
Gotta stay on her A-game
Always gotta play and party hard, of course
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
Figures come streaming with the sunshine
All clean and white, except that guy
Has a stain on his shirt
And the mess is mine
No, I mean hers, she is confined
To words like "ashamed" and "to blame"
And "cannot find herself", no
She had gold running through her fingers
It turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
And she rewinds back to a time
When she was clean and fresh
Never sung to the right side
City lights in her eyes
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
She had gold running through her fingers
Turns to mold, yeah, she was a thinker
But now she's sold to the highest bidder
Now she's numb, she has no one
Now she's numb, remembers no one