you stare into the room
that has plagued you with all its doom
to become, the one you love
and pastor says your confessions may be brave
yet you stare at your reflection with
no shame, to erase
and thats gold
that you’re wearing on your head
and thats gold that one man wish he had
and i died last december only for a reaction,
and now you’re standing
above me teardrops in my coffin
so helplessly,
i rest in peacceeeee
and thats gold
that you’re wearing on your head
and thats gold
that one man wish he had
then you stood up to the crowd,
shouted yes i may be mad
but at least my mother was proud
and just as you thought you’d told a lie
put your head to your knees and started to cry
saying “this will be the day that im alive”
this will be the day that im aliveeeeeee!
and thats gold
that you’re wearing on your head
and thats gold that one man wish he had
and thats gold
that you’re wearing on your head
and thats gold that one man wish he had