Gold Above Me - Wretched

Open your head, gagging, barfing alone in the house!

Orange bottles spilling hate from their mouths!

Work!

Working my bones down to powdered dust

I see gold held above me, like power, like filthy lust

The garbage, the putrid need for success

Trophies for my desperate life and my lonely death

Leave these things be

Orange bottles spilling uninformed bile from their mouths!

Working my bone

I see gold held above me, like power, like lust