Blood to GoldWon't you run underneath the door.
Take my home, treat it as your own.
My mother told me don't you run away,
Because it takes a man to keep them hungry,
But I'm so damn cold,
And if this blood don't turn to gold
I think I'm doomed.
Feeding LineMy body moves in time
We're begging on the feeding line
We're lifting out above this head space
See my body overflows
But I got my whole damn life
Caught up in moments entirely of yours
But I'm finding it harder to reason in order to grow
Mexican MavisCos they came out of the sunshine
Flowers nestled in their hair
See they've been stumbling on the backstreets honey
I won't give in, no I won't give in
'Cos my love's not a limit
He got the money man he got the fold lines
But he got the problems banging on his door
My Only OneYou found me deep beneath the water
This time it looked and felt so different
I'm begging to my loved ones, understand
I'm a useless man, the loving hand that you fell for
That you fell for
I took my fear back to Galileo
They told me son, just count your blessings
Rabbit SongPaged upon the way, as he held his head straight.
Making plans, upon the favourite and their foes.
Turn to rest, as he stood upon his nest,
Taking chance upon a chest that beat him dry.
Keep my soul my head's not coming back.
Keep my soul my head's not coming back.