Drake Kinkaid - Gold Eater

Luxuriant eyes on a head made of gold.
Your way of life will always be silver fed...
Simple to say when your so easily read.
You look down upon us with a smile of jewels
And you think to yourself I could use some new tools.
Your essence so clear; I can see that you hurt.
You have a face that shines dull
And your shadow just lurks.
Can you buy the feelings that you've driven away?
How about a soul that's any color but grey?
All this you ask until you start looking astray.
So you go home to your diamonds and your mountains of candy.
Maybe some love would be a little more handy.
But what do I know, I have a house made of sand
Life will never go wrong because its not part of your plan.....

Drake Kinkaid

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