The Pretty Reckless - Turning Gold (Commentary)

Love is a vengeance Put upon this breed It takes the highest mountain And brings it to its knees Down below it hits me And keeps me wearing this mask But if I ever meet him I'll be sure to ask for the light For the light For the light For the light In the seventh hour Waiting in the cold I can feel the power I'm turning gold I'm turning gold I'm turning gold Life is an ending Starting in the womb You build a home of brick and mortar Then it is your tomb And I don't know real, I don't know right I don't know if I should lay down or fight But I know that somehow It'll be alright In the seventh hour Waiting in the cold I can feel the power I'm turning gold I'm turning gold Time is relentless A mathematical curse Put upon by god above To make your body hurt Through the burning, the bleeding The itch of the healing The screams carry on through the night But I know that somehow It'll be alright In the seventh hour Waiting in the cold I can feel the power I'm turning gold I'm turning gold I'm turning gold I'm turning gold I'm turning gold