Luiii, ThatKidMaRsh - Gold Lyrics

Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast they
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast
I’ve been thru the most
I’ve fucked up the most,and
Worst of all
I’ve loved all the most
And I know
It’s a feeling that goes
At the end of the road
Will I still be alone
I came in to win
I fucked up again
And realized I cannot love
Yeah she broke my heart
And left it apart and it cannot be repaired
I cannot wait for you
These drugs you take control you
Can change your fate they hold you
Control you
They own you
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast they
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast
Tap in Im floating away
Wish I could stay
My dreams they pull me away
Im on a go
Im on some smoke
Chasing my dream
I’ll get there I know
I’m working like all night and day
But it is ok
I’m changing my ways
Forgive me for my past or don’t
I’m with you till my breathes provoked
Believe me or dont
You changed your ways then never looked back
Now my days they feel so relaxed
I must admit you gave me my fix
Now that I’m gone yeah you got your wish
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast

Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast they
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast
I’ve been thru the most
I’ve fucked up the most,and
Worst of all
I’ve loved all the most
And I know
It’s a feeling that goes
At the end of the road
Will I still be alone
I came in to win
I fucked up again
And realized I cannot love
Yeah she broke my heart
And left it apart and it cannot be repaired
I cannot wait for you
These drugs you take control you
Can change your fate they hold you
Control you
They own you
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast they
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast
Tap in Im floating away
Wish I could stay
My dreams they pull me away
Im on a go
Im on some smoke
Chasing my dream
I’ll get there I know
I’m working like all night and day
But it is ok
I’m changing my ways
Forgive me for my past or don’t
I’m with you till my breathes provoked
Believe me or dont
You changed your ways then never looked back
Now my days they feel so relaxed
I must admit you gave me my fix
Now that I’m gone yeah you got your wish
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast
Don’t stop
Got my pain brush
It’s painting bold
It’s a pain brush
Turn the paint from my blood to gold
Confessions hold
To much weight so most they fold
Evil lives close think I smell their bodies roast