The sun says nothing
About my demise,
I fall to the floor.
Sparks from your stare,
Cascade into mind,
The start of a war.
Monday morning,
Hungover, red eyes
Hide it all the way.
We walk through a crowd of strangers,
Two minutes from your door,
You've lived there all your life.
Every conversation within you,
Starts a celebration in me,
Till I've got nothing left,
I've got nothing left.
Out of it you'll handle it for everyone.
Took a poison dart through my heart and then I'm gone.
Out of it you'll handle it for everyone.
Took a poison dart through my heart and then I'm gone.
Every conversation within you,
Starts a celebration in me,
Till I've got nothing left,
I've got nothing left.
These floorboards are creaking,
My body is old,
The sun casts a shadow,
A gust that cuts through your bones,
Your body and soul.
These floorboards are creaking,
My body is old,
The sun casts a shadow,
A gust that cuts through your bones,
Your body and soul.
Every conversation within you,
It starts a celebration in me,
Till I've got nothing left,
I've got nothing left.
I've got nothing left.
I've got nothing left.
No, I've got nothing left.
I've got nothing left.
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