Gold (Somber Sessions) Video (MV)

I have a disease
It creeps its way throughout my limbs
Like an open wound
That wasn't meant to mend
My mind leaves me wide awake
This feeling of emptiness
Is caused from my mistakes

Steel runs cold
Gold runs hot
Down my throat
Pain is numbing
But I can feel it all

Pull me out
From underneath the carpet
I've become good friends
With the lint that resides in my pockets
The holes in the walls have become my home

I'm addicted to substance
It's something
I can never recover from

Steel runs cold
Gold runs hot
Down my throat
Pain is numbing
I can feel it all

When I try to fix the way I am
I can't see past my skin
It's who I am, I swear to god
Not who I want to be

I try to fix the way I am
I can't see past my skin
It's who I am, I swear to god
I swear to god

I'm just a memory
I'm just a memory
I'm just a memory
Of who I once was

Pull myself aside
Tell myself that I'll be just fine
I'm waking up
I've filled my cup
With who I am now