If I die f** it, oh whatever, a diamonds just a piece of sh** under pressure
These hands, they been resting in your lap
They been telling you where to go, but they don't know sh**
These thoughts they been resting in your head, they been telling you
What to do but they don't know love
Time will tell but till the toll of the bell and
Theres a sense of urgency for what I must be
And I want you to be a part of that
But I don't know how cos it all turns so very black
But I know theres a pot of gold at the end of the world, I just wanna
To see myself running full speed for now at least, fighting against
The wind
I'll never let the devil take my hand
And when the pot is in my hand I'll throw the gold smelt the rest
Into a ring that make your hand look even more delicate
Soft as your neckback with a wicked glare
I be there raising a gla** like Farlap I be steadfast
Fist in the air eyes closed, say goodbye to a world that I dunno
So if I die f** it oh whatever, a diamonds just a piece of sh** under pressure
These hands they been restin in your lap
They been tellin u where to go
But they dont know sh**
These thoughts, they been restin in your head
They been tellin u what to do
But they dont know love