Текст песни Streets of Gold - The Stanfields

Hey you with the world on your shoulders
Do you find it hard to deal
With growing expectations
And a vision that isn't real?
Are you tired of looking in the mirror
To only see a ghost
For a day in the sun the person you've come
Is the person you hate the most
You walk the streets of gold
But the living bleeds you dry
It casts you in a hole
Where dreams go to die
Hey you with the stars in your eyes
Do you find it hard to sleep
When your plans aren't coming together
Cuz of promises you can't keep
The promise of another revolution
The pride before the fall
You stuck up for the masses, you stood up for your friends
But now you hate them all.
And you walk the streets of gold
But the living bleeds you dry
It casts you in a hole
Where dreams go to die
"Don't let your doubts pull your strings."
"Nothing lasts forever",
Said the victim in denial.
"Sure as the thought of failure stings",
"Nothing lasts forever when you're dead upon arrival"