PHONY - Gold Lyrics

Social parasite
Go on and suck the blood out
Sweet concubine
Right out of my ankles
You always stop me in my tracks
Make me sick while you grow thick
And I'm sorry that the task
Is one you could not give back
The itch never seems to feel worth the scratch

Just cause you strike gold
Don't mean you're showing off
But there's only pain in the life you
Might have lost

Which feels so familiar
So it might seem
Don't be inspired
By the real-life horror scenes
It's the demons that are starving
That still haunt me in my dreams
Keep me tied up and bound
Souls halfway to hell
With my face buried in the ground

Well I'm terrible at being a human being
You seem like a guy who'd like me strictly
By the way I dress
And you still look like a mess
But it's cool, man, don't deal with the stress

Social parasite
Go on and suck the blood out
Sweet concubine
Right out of my ankles
You always stop me in my tracks
Make me sick while you grow thick
And I'm sorry that the task
Is one you could not give back
The itch never seems to feel worth the scratch

Just cause you strike gold
Don't mean you're showing off
But there's only pain in the life you
Might have lost

Which feels so familiar
So it might seem
Don't be inspired
By the real-life horror scenes
It's the demons that are starving
That still haunt me in my dreams
Keep me tied up and bound
Souls halfway to hell
With my face buried in the ground

Well I'm terrible at being a human being
You seem like a guy who'd like me strictly
By the way I dress
And you still look like a mess
But it's cool, man, don't deal with the stress