Gold Chains

When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah
 I hope the stress don't kill me
 They chip away my heart, expect a coin to fill me
 Oh man, my joy so filthy, I pray to some, I'm still me
 But boy these demons gleaming, scheming, preaching, leave them
 We'll deceive him, he's believing, say we're on his team then
 But I've been bleeding, wounds have deepened when I chained my freedom
 Reason weakened, beaten, ripping curls like I'm fucking Keenan
 They think I'm beaming, I'm the beacon of the young and decent
 When I'm in this shell committing treason
 You see the truth is that I'm often blue
 So many cracks in the ceiling, I tried to mend them with glue
 What a profession
 Sleep in sessions, curse or blessings, need refreshing
 See progression 'cause I beat depression
 They throwing pills like M&M's and I'm hoping they don't relapse
 On stage, the crowd yelling, don't get lost in feedback
 My boo said I should take it slow, wish I could heed that
 Without the burning of a fucking greenback
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah
 I do this and I do that
 On call from sun till moon crack
 My phone can never go flat
 Who knows where else my work at
 I miss this and I miss that
 Birthdays, first steps and gift wraps
 Hope I don't miss my first dance
 Somebody put me in the circus, I'm the world's best juggler
 Only two hands, pretend that it don't fuck with my jugular, I'm a new man
 While praying that my music will bubble up, this my Truman
 Show will rock the boat, I'm still subtler, where's the movement?
 I fight for my existence
 Brick wall with my persistence
 I hate to say I play Russian Roulette with my resistance
 Play it void of all assistance
 My life, my love, my business
 A goon playing charades inside the face of corporate systems
 I sanitised organic ties for my arise in modern times
 I can't deny internal lies in hopes that I'd be televised
 I sacrifice a gentle life for goals that leave me terrified
 But pray this doesn't lead to my demise
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains
 When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold inside these chains, yeah
 Gold, cold chains
 Gold, cold chains
 Gold, cold chains (When it looks so gold, but it feels so cold)
 Gold, cold chains