So make believe, you've got a tale so sweet, but your taste is so-so, sugar free
Save face for fraud friends and false foes, left out to dry to let the world know
Mistaken question are preaching an answer, time will tell if fortune favors a fake
Get up, give me something to dream for, or get out, give me a reason to scream
Most men fall to the wayside climbing to their riches while they're chasing the fool's gold
Don't fall to the wayside, don't go chasing the fool's gold
Hard to breath, you'll drown yourself in the lights. The smoke & mirrors doused the fire in your eye
So pretend that time takes the same toll, and forgot about the year that you stole
I know the tides are changing, and I know the winds have swept you away
But I know whose pretty voice is a lie, lost in an ocean of dollar signs
Bella Rose - The Wayside Lyrics
Bella Rose - The Wayside Lyrics
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So make believe, you've got a tale so sweet, but your taste is so-so, sugar free
Save face for fraud friends and false foes, left out to dry to let the world know
Mistaken question are preaching an answer, time will tell if fortune favors a fake
Get up, give me something to dream for, or get out, give me a reason to scream
Most men fall to the wayside climbing to their riches while they're chasing the fool's gold
Don't fall to the wayside, don't go chasing the fool's gold
Hard to breath, you'll drown yourself in the lights. The smoke & mirrors doused the fire in your eye
So pretend that time takes the same toll, and forgot about the year that you stole
I know the tides are changing, and I know the winds have swept you away
But I know whose pretty voice is a lie, lost in an ocean of dollar signs
Save face for fraud friends and false foes, left out to dry to let the world know
Mistaken question are preaching an answer, time will tell if fortune favors a fake
Get up, give me something to dream for, or get out, give me a reason to scream
Most men fall to the wayside climbing to their riches while they're chasing the fool's gold
Don't fall to the wayside, don't go chasing the fool's gold
Hard to breath, you'll drown yourself in the lights. The smoke & mirrors doused the fire in your eye
So pretend that time takes the same toll, and forgot about the year that you stole
I know the tides are changing, and I know the winds have swept you away
But I know whose pretty voice is a lie, lost in an ocean of dollar signs
Writer: Zachary Rutter
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