Plated Gold

We don't understand why intuition is always right
Do you wanna say? Do you want the universe to take the
Blame? Cause that's what you always do

Why are the paths you cross directly below where they won't
See your motives? I see what you don't ever expect me to
Know. I see that your soul is plated gold

You're so weak. Immersed in how others perceive you. We
Can't escape the threads you fucking spin. Put up your frame
Your picture perfect life - behind the walls are rotten and
Decaying

Your intentions, clear before a sentence is even mentioned
I'm not the only one to sense it. But I'm the only one saying
Fuck your fabrications

Hear me predict your crime. We see, patterns don't lie
Why are the paths you cross directly below where they won't
See your motives? I see what you don't ever expect me to
Know. I see that your soul is plated gold

Do you wanna say you couldn't take the pain? (A diagnosis to
Aid your claim). That you protect yourself from who? (You're
Going down and down and down)

It's taken you a lifetime to design. (Your feeble mind relies on
Getting high). Your projection is breaking in two. It didn't take
Me long to realise, no. Your shadow is smaller than you

Why are the paths you cross directly below where they won't
See your motives? I see what you don't ever expect me to
Know. I see that your soul is plated gold

No, I'm not sold