High Tyde was a Indie band from Brighton, England.
High Tyde was a Indie band from Brighton, England.
The band have released several EP's and one mixtape and have a classic indie sound mixed with strong angsty rock elements.
They are inspired by indie bands like Two Door Cinema Club and Foals. As well as their sound having similarities to bands like The 1975 and Bombay Bicycle Club.
GOLD
High Tyde Lyrics
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They have my hand but I am letting it go
I am the future so don't mess with my flow
You think you own me now we're taking control
It's getting ol-ol-ol-ol-old
And you turn my weapons co-co-co-co-cold
I ain't doing what I'm to-to-to-to-told
I'm keeping my gold
Well I saw you from a far
Through the glass in your car
And you're shouting my name
You won't see me again
Cause there's cracks in the wall
And you're starting to fall
You've got no one to call
I don't need this no more
Don't need this no more
Feeling fustrated as I run through the rain
Stuck to my skin and you show up sick of fame
Who are you to fuse the links in this chain
You just don't get me it's too hard to explain
It's getting ol-ol-ol-ol-old
And you turn my weapons co-co-co-co-cold
I ain't doing what I'm to-to-to-to-told
I'm keeping my gold
I'm keeping my gold
Well I saw you from a far
Through the glass in your car
And you're shouting my name
You won't see me again
Cause there's cracks in the wall
And you're starting to fall
You've got no one to call
I don't need this no more
I don't need this no more
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Now we're taking control
Well I saw you from a far
Through the glass in your car
And you're shouting my name
You won't see me again
Cause there's cracks in the wall
And you're starting to fall
You've got no one to call
I don't need this no more
No I don't need this no more
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah
So I'm keeping my gold
The lyrics of High Tyde's song Gold convey a message of empowerment and autonomy. The singer is declaring that while others may have control over some aspects of their life, they cannot take away their independence and spirit. The repeated phrase "It's getting old" implies that the singer has grown tired of being told what to do and is ready to assert their own agency.
The metaphor of "keeping my gold" further emphasizes this message. Gold is a symbol of wealth and value, and by declaring that they are keeping it, the singer is asserting that they are not letting anyone take away their worth or their ability to make their own choices. The mention of someone "shouting my name" and "showing up sick of fame" suggests that the singer has been dealing with people who want to use or control them for their own purposes.
The closing lines, "Now we're taking control," suggest that the singer is not alone in this struggle and that others are joining them in asserting their independence. The use of repetition throughout the song emphasizes the strength and conviction of the message, making it clear that the singer is not backing down.
Line by Line Meaning
They have my money but you don't have my soul
I may have lost my money, but my true self is still mine
They have my hand but I am letting it go
I may have been under someone's control, but I am freeing myself
I am the future so don't mess with my flow
I am the one with potential and I won't let anyone hinder my growth
You think you own me now we're taking control
I won't let anyone own me and I'm taking charge of my life
It's getting ol-ol-ol-ol-old
This situation has gone on for too long already
And you turn my weapons co-co-co-co-cold
Your words no longer have any effect on me
I ain't doing what I'm to-to-to-to-told
I won't follow orders blindly anymore
I'm keeping my gold
I'm keeping my worth and my value
Well I saw you from a far
I can see you clearly from a distance
Through the glass in your car
I see you driving away, trying to escape
And you're shouting my name
You want my attention, but it's too late
You won't see me again
I won't let myself be caught up in this again
Cause there's cracks in the wall
There are problems that can't be fixed, and it's too late to try
And you're starting to fall
You're losing your grip on me and the situation
You've got no one to call
You're alone and without help
I don't need this no more
I am done with this and I'm moving on
Feeling fustrated as I run through the rain
I am feeling overwhelmed by everything
Stuck to my skin and you show up sick of fame
I can't escape my problems, and now you're trying to make things worse
Who are you to fuse the links in this chain
Who do you think you are trying to control me and my life?
You just don't get me it's too hard to explain
You don't understand me, and trying to make you understand is pointless
Woah woah woah
A form of expression, conveying a feeling of excitement or noise
Now we're taking control
We are in charge of our destiny
No I don't need this no more
I'm repeating myself, but I'm really done with all of this
So I'm keeping my gold
I am keeping my worth and my value, no matter what happens
Contributed by Reagan W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.