Turning Gold
The Pretty Reckless
Love is a vengeance put upon this breed
It takes the highest mountain and brings it to its knees
Down below, it hits me and keeps me wearin' this mask
But if I ever meet him, I'll be sure to ask for the light
For the light, for the light, for the light
In the seventh hour
Waitin' in the cold
I can feel the power
I'm turning gold, I'm turning gold
I'm turning gold
Life is an ending starting in the womb
You build a home of brick and mortar, then it is your tomb
And I don't know real, I don't know right
I don't know if I should lay down or fight
But I know that somehow, it'll be alright
In the seventh hour
Waitin' in the cold
I can feel the power
I'm turning gold, I'm turning gold
I'm turning gold
Time is relentlŠµss, a mathematical curse
Put upon by God above to makŠµ your body hurt
Through the burning, the bleeding, the itch of the healing
The screams carry on through the night
But I know that somehow, it'll be alright
In the seventh hour
Waitin' in the cold
I can feel the power
I'm turning gold, I'm turning gold
I'm turning gold
I'm turning gold
I'm turning gold