ari hicks - Midas
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Heat underneath everything burning up my blood
Still hard to breathe feel the grit covering up my lungs (?)
If imma fall then at least I'll be a good one (?)
Glitter in the streets all over me on my tongue
What I touch
What I love
Would you turn to gold and fade to dust
Make my hands
A gilded cage
Hold it close but nothing gold can stay
Midas
Everything that I touch
Midas
Holding on, holding on
Everything that I touch
Midas
Shiny things follow me
I drag 'em down to the depths of my reverie
And for a moment before spoken
The heart beats pure devotion
Suffocate with subtlety
Bring it to my lips like a sewn-kinda (?) offering
Should've written the warning on my skin
What I touch
What I love
Would you turn to gold and fade to dust
Make my hands
A gilded cage
Hold it close but nothing gold can stay
Midas
Everything that I touch
Midas
Holding on, holding on
Everything that I touch
Midas
Holding on, holding on
Everything that I touch
Midas
Still hard to breathe feel the grit covering up my lungs (?)
If imma fall then at least I'll be a good one (?)
Glitter in the streets all over me on my tongue
What I touch
What I love
Would you turn to gold and fade to dust
Make my hands
A gilded cage
Hold it close but nothing gold can stay
Midas
Everything that I touch
Midas
Holding on, holding on
Everything that I touch
Midas
Shiny things follow me
I drag 'em down to the depths of my reverie
And for a moment before spoken
The heart beats pure devotion
Suffocate with subtlety
Bring it to my lips like a sewn-kinda (?) offering
Should've written the warning on my skin
What I touch
What I love
Would you turn to gold and fade to dust
Make my hands
A gilded cage
Hold it close but nothing gold can stay
Midas
Everything that I touch
Midas
Holding on, holding on
Everything that I touch
Midas
Holding on, holding on
Everything that I touch
Midas