Always days become fucking days when machine takes you inside The train of bad thoughts, madness and interest Riding you to fields of money, treating people like circus monkeys Trying to change hearts to golden stones that shine outside Trying to change hearts to golden stones that die inside ♪ But we are here, dancing on the waves Looking for an escape out of that stupid name They put on us when our minds were pure They taught us to look at anybody else like a step in a long upstairs Trying to change hearts to golden stones that shine outside Trying to change hearts to golden stones that die inside ♪ God, help me Trying to change hearts to golden stones that shine outside, ah-ah-ah