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touch of midas - nick kopel lyrics

[verse 1]
i touch gold infinitely
pain pours like a waterfall into my karmic keep
sheep wonder in but get scared of the great axe
used to be a sword
but this protection against the gods
upgrade as they come across
this a metaphor
i’m gonna stop saying it after i soar
four door got me claustrophobic
switch to a coup and i know it
hard top and windows black
i got so many cars it’s whack
thinking i really did something
my greatest haters are my parents
supposed to prepare me or something
now i feel like n0body getting nothing
just a thought
i hope i get caught bluffing as i’m falling down
that’s no parachute it’s a back pack and it’s weighing him down
he still blinking
head first into the concrete so he can stop over thinking
hitting my sh*t til it blinking
just trying to understand where i went wrong
and it’s been too long to keep thinking it
willing to walk until i find the answer
my socks ripped too much and now my heal is busted open
hurt to the touch
now it’s ready for a bandage
take advantage of wording just to explain that’s it’s possible
a lot of things you shouldn’t say are probable
a lot of what i learned wasn’t audible
that’s why i get the audible and i catch the pass and get into the end zone
sit on my throne after spiking the ball
i only fall when i need you to mean it in tone
when you think i’m lying
because the way i say it
i’d hope you know
throw it all away to understand something i never will
it wasn’t going to happen sooner and it still can’t
[verse 2]
just that thought alone grants me the opportunity i need
hi*point and a canvas please
studio apartment just to harness it for the next soul moving out on their own
no need to etch into the wall my message
have an infinite powered speaker playing it
you complaining i’m doing nothing for society
but earth
i’m trying to save it
atleast for a race that might f*cking give more a sh*t about itself
i understand it’s all well when you just put in the work and keep working
so imma keep working
when death tells me it’s time to leave
i smile while smirking
curtains closed and i get to rest
on the other side of the stage is my bed
spread this bread so thin
i spin back around and do a double show
charge you to stay so i can go home
this a comb for the agent that gotta dissect this sh*t
i’ll make it easy
i have a sh*t
and they didn’t

- nick kopel lyrics

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