Bryce Spencer - Pastel Palace Lyrics

I'm jealous of the way you talk to me
I'm jealous of the way you talk
To my friends, my enemies, and
All you touch gets glorified
Midas well bask in your light

Soft hue, rose white
Even though I'm pale blue
I'll be gold bright

Take me to the place, everyone knows my name (oh)
That pastel palace that I have dreamt in my brain (yeah)
If I make it there, raise me up
In celebration can you fill my cup
Even if I've worked so hard, gotten lost, broken down, gone insane
Fill me up anyway

I'm jealous of the way to talk to me
I'm jealous of the way to talk
To my foes, my family
If you've got gold, this silver's mine
Midas well let my silver shine

Take me to the place, everyone knows my name (oh)
That pastel palace that I have dreamt in my brain (yeah)
If I make it there, raise me up
In celebration can you fill my cup
Even if I've worked so hard, gotten lost, broken down, gone insane
Fill me up anyway

If I die a believer
Come to my grave
Know that my last words
Won't be written in shame

Take me to the place, everyone knows my name (oh)
That pastel palace that I have dreamt in my brain (yeah)
If I make it there, raise me up
In celebration can you fill my cup
Even if I've worked so hard, gotten lost, broken down, gone insane
Fill me up anyway