mind running wild demons are dialed faking all smiles we behold~ growing up old just to be told we are the ones who made you gold~ I don't trust myself to be~ I don't trust myself you see~ I'm running wild but never feel free~ I ain't made of gold you need~ but I push myself for your gleam~ yet, ain't I sorry?~ not being what you need... I'm tumbling stone~ breaking my bones... I say sorry.. you say gross~ if I could reverse... not making worse~ I will be fair... making a swear~ long to see your true destiny (true destiny)
