Besedila: Such Gold. The Brass Tax.

They always said you?d never get anywhere (running your trap),
So I ran twice as hard, word for word and yard for yard.
They always said you?d never get anywhere (this is your trap).
It?s a circular track and as far as I go it?s always bringing me back.
So let me know when you finally let go of all the excuses that I know weren?t truthful.
And where do you get off telling me who I am when you don?t even know yourself?
(And you don?t even know yourself).
So listen up cause we?ve had enough of this,
We?re on the up and up and we?re going with
Our hearts lead us down the road
We knew from the start to follow.