Mid November - Gold Paint Lyrics

Dreams are where I rest my head
And it's so beautiful
Upon no consequence

Breathing life into the dead
It never worked before
Will never work again

What If I can take this broken glass
What if i can take it and try and make what I used to have
What if I can shine you up and spray
Another shade with a little paint

And pretend that you are gold
Pretend that you are gold
When everything is old
Pretend that you are gold

Pain covered up in paint
Why do I glorify
A sinner playing saint

I'd be lying if I say
It doesn't feel good
Living in what I made

When I pretend that you are gold