Testo di Made Of Gold

Fuck that when I die I'd rather go to hell I speak the fucking truth It's not hard to fucking tell I'd tattoo it on my fucking face Fuck you, I'll never fucking change. When you've come to the end of the road and all your stories have been told 21 let me show you what I've done Your losing battle I've already won our wounds become undone and expose our hearts made of gold 21 let me show you what I've done your losing batter has just begun I looked into my future was blinded by the light On the path now Doesn't matter left or right never had to choose never had to say I might well I might be fucking short Never intimated by height Baby leave those heels on I'm almost at the top Not my peak yet so I'm never gonna stop But maybe I'm too high Maybe it's the pills I pop I might fucking die When I fucking drop. When you've come to the end of the road and all your stories have been told 21 let me show you what I've done our wounds become undone and expose our hearts made of gold 21 let me show you what I've done your losing batter has just begun