Golden

How cruel, is the golden rule?
When the lives we lived are only golden-plated...
And i knew when the lights of the city are too heavy for me...
Though i carry karats for everyone to see...

And i saw god cry in the reflection of my enemies,
And all the lovers with no time for me,
And all the mothers raise their babies...
To stay away from me...

Tongues on the sockets...
Of electric dreams...
When the sewage of youth drown the sparkle of my teens...
And i knew when the lights of the city are too heavy for me...
Though i carry karats for everyone to see...

And i saw god cry in the reflection of my enemies,
And all the lovers with no time for me,
And all the mothers raise their babies...
To stay away from me...

And prey them don't grow up to be...
Me.