Stinkin' of Gold

[00:34.62] Down into the pit my mind is sore
[00:37.33] But still I'm begging for more
[00:39.31] Once more, Once more, Once more
[00:42.09] Driving along the shore of my life
[00:45.96] Down into that crib my sight is sore
[00:48.76] But still I'm seeking for more
[00:50.94] But what's more, what's more, what's more
[00:53.11] Sinking inside the blood of my life
[01:02.07] What are you made of?
[01:08.11] Stinking of gold you feel so fine
[01:14.42] What are you made of?
[01:20.05] Is that a world you love
[01:23.34] Is that a world you love
[01:36.01] Up onto that hill your soul is bored
[01:39.05] That's why you're asking for more
[01:41.08] What more, What more, What more
[01:43.63] Flying above the core of our lives
[01:47.76] Down into the lies our existence is sore
[01:50.45] But still you're selling some more
[01:52.69] Some more, Some more, Some more
[01:54.92] Killing the core of what we should stand for
[01:58.46] What are you made of?
[02:04.67] Stinking of gold you feel so fine
[02:10.65] What are you made of?
[02:16.26] Is that a world you love
[02:19.20] Is that a world you love
[02:22.18] What do you dream of
[02:27.43] What do you fight for
[02:45.70] It looks like a line that's slowly fading away,
[02:50.57] Because in the depth of the mind
[02:54.15] You're having a hard time assuming the inner self
[02:57.72] Which should nevertheless be cherished.
[03:35.50] What are you made of?
[03:40.75] Stinking of gold you feel so fine
[03:47.01] What are you made of?
[03:53.07] Is that a world you love
[03:55.51] Is that a world you love
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