When Will We Be Paid

He'll let you, you're so far away
And hanging up I can't find one day
Look down cause all will come round
I want to know when we will be paid
It's clear I fell over for you
There flies the sun, tied on the side
Hole in the moon, ghost on your right
On and on, your face fades away
I can think though, and all the time is now
It's done, got to work on
Bound for the food, grab for the rare
Caught in the eyes, minds under wine
There flies the sun tied on the side
Hole in the moon, ghost on your right



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