Gold & Silver کے بول

Your god is made out of your head man I don't believe what I`m told I don't say that this is all wrong now But who are you to judge my world Look out, outside it's silver Inside it's all the way gold One thousand bucks you claim for your kiss babe And for one dime you sell your soul Father, son and all this invention A mirror under dust and mold Oh my this ride is a phony See where we all go Look out, outside your window Outside it's all the way gold One thousand bucks they pay for your kisses And for own dime they buy your soul Gold and silver And I sit alone before I take a sidewalk Of a life that is too short Help me flying See me flying We will find what the heavens own If we trust our love alone We will see what the angels saw If we free our mind and heart