The Russian Futurists - Precious Metals
Read More @ canadaisamusicmec.ca unique flows from T Dot. You said your life's a house of cards, and it teeters on the brink On the edges of window ledges, until like a great ship down it sinks Into the sea bed, with sunken gold And words that we said back when You used to think that your life was precious metals and rose petals But now as you're growing up you're finding it's nail-biting and teeth-grinding That crown you wore with the Rhinestones is now just thorns, needles and pinecones And here's one last thing that you must learn too; what keeps you warm can also burn you Time's sinister sundials make your days hard as city streets You fall in traps, jet black in the hole that your self-pity eats I'm playing cards real close to my chest so you can't see what I've got One minute we're sub-zero and in the same breath piping hot because When we are up, we're up and then when we are down, we're down Cars crash in perfect fashion but they don't seem to make a sound and now When I'm hanging with you it feels like I'm hanging myself Now my phone's off the hook and I lay low, lie low, I go stealth You used to think that your life was precious metals and Rose petals But now as you're growing up you're finding it's nail-biting and teeth-grinding That crown you wore with the Rhinestones is now just thorns, needles and pinecones And here's one last thing that you must learn too; what keeps you warm can also burn you You said your life's a house of cards, and it teeters on the <b>...</b>
