pot of gold

oooh oooh, oooh oooh, oooh oooh, right, i be on my own, scouring the globe in designer clothes, surfing on the waves, million dollar boats, really want to stay, but i gotta go, searching for the pot of gold, like a domino, fall into the flame, but designed to float, my heart is made of shame, its a hollow home, caught up in a game where the liars go, what'd you say, i don't know, we all got problems, don't need yours, but keep that shit on record, what the hell ya'll be lookin' at me for, we all just ordinary people, can't see, won't speak no evil, i peep through that old key hole, don't think you need that ego, where them high hoes meet the street floor, i'm free form on fly, can't nobody hold me except muah, don't nobody know who gets to ride, losing control from the driver's side, oh little did we know we were home the whole time, highs with the lows and the lows with the highs, from the seed to the fruit, from the vine to the wine, from the tree to the root, to the child inside, ooooooh, oooh weh oooh, oooh weh oooh, oooh oooh, ooooooh, oooh weh oooh, oooh weh oooh, oooh oooh, on my own, in designer clothes, million dollar boats, but i gotta go, searching for the pot of gold, on my own, in designer clothes, million dollar boats, but i gotta go, searching for the pot of gold