Poor Bailey - Pyrite and Gold lyrics

rate me

Last I heard from Selma, your coffin caved in

Drusilla was pregnant with some dead dude's kid

And the whole town was swept away in one last fatal flood

A body of water, a river of blood

Meaningful enough, I'm heading for home

Meaningful enough, like pyrite and gold

Are you living the dream, or are you sleeping it?

Blew threw the roof, fell through the floor

Actions speak louder but words say more

When you're fast asleep in a slow dream

Trust in camo for all occasions

Where the attics, living basements,

Something wonders down the hall, oh

S'all I really needed

May we all rise to fall