taste for gold

hey you there in the mirror

yeah that's something to fear

cla cla claw my way to the top

cause i don't believe in luck

you know stealing ain't my faith

but i've thrown myself in the ring

power comes and people go i sell my soul

i got a taste for gold

i've never been one to back down

or bound to the old ground

play up to the cheap crown

i hunt like a bloodhound

you know stealing ain't my faith

but i've thrown myself in the ring

power comes and people go i sell my soul

i got a taste for gold