Onyrwayout

It began with the death of a day
My sun, where are you now?
Since I went up for sale
I've yet to hear if you did anything at all
To earn and spend a dollar on a lightbulb

I doubt it's worth investing in
I get that you want none of it
A quarter twist of rusting wrist
To a dusty place collecting heat
You maintain that you want none of it

It began with the death of a day
My sun, where are you when
All the other ghosts in the building sing ooh?

So please lock the door on your way out



Credits
Writer(s): Huge Cosmic
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