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Ghosts In The Gold
Marten Staman
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Neon burns on Broadway
Like a blade across my eyes
My face still on the billboards
But the crowd's not all mine
Gold records on the wall
Feel heavier than stone
I built this throne on six strings
Now I'm sittin' here alone
They don't need a stage
They don't need a name
They're hidin' in the wires
Feedin' songs to the flame
There's ghosts in the gold, behind every hit song
Writers in the shadows gettin' everything wronged
They're breakin' the charts but they never take bows
While I'm bleedin' out slow on a name I built loud
Yeah I've got the crown, but they've got the fire
And Nashville's burnin' with a digital choir
Million-dollar smile, whiskey on my breath
I sign my name till my fingers feel like death
Used to chase the highway, now I chase the trend
Tryin' to sound like the future, scared to sound like an end
They write in silence with electric hands
Turnin' heartbreak into perfectly planned
No pain in their voice
But it still cuts deep
They learned how to cry
Without losin' sleep
There's ghosts in the gold, behind every hit song
Writers in the shadows gettin' everything wronged
They're breakin' the charts but they never take bows
While I'm bleedin' out slow on a name I built loud
Yeah I've got the crown, but they've got the fire
And Nashville's burnin' with a digital choir
I hear my sound in a thousand clones
They wear my pain with a perfect tone
No scars, no sins, no backstage prayers
Just pretty lies in software air
Tell me, tell me
When the soul gets coded, does the devil even care
There's ghosts in the gold, and they're takin' the throne
Buildin' legends overnight from a cold black code
They don't sleep, they don't age, they don't pay the cost
While I'm fightin' my pride and the crowd I lost
Yeah I bled for this sound, they just flipped a switch
Now the future sings clean and it don't miss a pitch
Maybe one day I'll fade like an echo in chrome
Just another damn ghost in the glass and the code
Still chasin' the fire that I once owned
Yeah, ghosts in the gold ghosts in the gold
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