While, Like killing bees the sound of wings and canned fire Like the lord of the flies When we were young we fell from trees and played like wild hyenas Screaming our summer song Like we were spray painted gold And we would never get old Now we're sprayed gold Right, Sometimes our blood runs with gold That days swallow us whole Now we're sprayed gold While, Let's chase the horses to the sea and feed them wine And shape pur dented heads We travel light, ready to fight, Just like great nomades Screaming this summer song It's like we're spray painted gold And we can never get old Now we're sprayed gold Right, Sometimes our blood runs with gold The days swallow us whole Now we're sprayed gold (Look at the one at my pit) (Look at the sky) (We were gonna be senseful but we missed it twice) (We might stay here so it's fine) Just say you'll stay gold blooded Just say you'll never stop running No one can ever own us