I’d like to break the hold
of the color gold
In the day in the night
it’s a curse it’s a blight
I’m hooked on this dull illusion
I’d master all with its collusion
just for color just for gold
hold off being weak and getting old
how can I chase the lie I know
why can’t I can’t I let it go
alternatives come hard and thin
nowhere to look except withinwhat
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