Golden Soul Lyrics

I'm an object of your love and affection

Please don't tell me no

Give me objects for my stimulation

I like to play, as you know

Is it serious? Is it chronic?

I don't wanna tend your illness anymore

Is this real to you? Am I stupid?

I don't wanna love you anymore

Let me go

Let me go

Your window's broken and the green that I landed in

Is frosted over from the snow

So you're with him, touched down in Alabama

Where life's a taller grass, an easy road

Am I one to talk? Am I sarcastic?

Hypocritical for wanting you to run

I'm not helpful, am I? Counterintuitive?

Bring you hot water while you're reaching for the sun?

Golden soul

Golden soul

Golden soul

Golden soul