Midnight Goldstone by oceanash

“Midnight Goldstone”

Driving to the coast, feeling like a ghost
Never do the most
Cutting throats
Get me high cuz I want the highest dose
But every toke is making the reaper more close
Running from the fate you chose, but I see you in my scope
You don’t know until you froze, now I wait for you to decompose
I don’t know
Feeling slow
Rolling dope
Pennywise would be proud of the way that I float
Money fucking falls
Call the bank there’s nothing in the vault
Wish that I could have a house like Aaron Paul
Wish that something in this life wasn’t fucking false
Demons standing tall over the broken line of salt
Every room call me the fucking black sheep
Got wool on my eyes and I can’t see
I’m the banshee, eyes red from the tears that I fucking weep

To my dome, put it, put it to my dome
Midnight goldstone
Put it, put it, put it to my dome
To my dome, put it, put it to my dome
Midnight goldstone
Put it, put it, put it to my

Lately I’ve been going through some shit that makes me stay in bed
I don’t wanna do another day of feeling dread
Feeling heavy like lead
Everyone left me on read
Demons saying fuck em all you’ll be better off dead
Hanging from a thread
Overfed my head
Fork and knife consuming all my negative thoughts instead
Looking in the infrared, see the spirits of the dead
Every day I bend backwards but it’s not enough they said
I’ll be in the dirt where the maggots are
I’ll be in my room just watching avatar
What the fuck you talking for, who the fuck is you?
I just wanna make a beat and snack like Scooby Doo
Dump my body in the ocean but I float ashore
Try to bargain with the devil but he wants more
I shook his hand and put it to my dome,
float up to a galaxy that looks like midnight goldstone

Money fucking falls
Call the bank there’s nothing in the vault
Wish that I could have a house like Aaron Paul
Wish that something in this life wasn’t fucking false
Demons standing tall over the broken line of salt

Produced by oceanash