Everything I Touch Turns To Gold (Then To Coal)

Woe, oh

I am in denial, and I am depressed

I will try to bargain with you, then share my anger with you

But I can't complete the full cycle of mourning

I struggle with acceptance

I can't forgive myself

Everything I touch turns to gold, then to coal

Everything I touch turns to rust, then to dust

My clothes are full of holes, hanging off my tired body

I command so much negativity, my charge drains the life from machinery

But I feel such powerlessness, when I struggle with forgiveness

Yet I don't know my own strength, when I destroy everything