Golden Ray of Sunshin
You are a golden ray of sunshine
That lights up any room
And I am a twisted ball of dark thoughts
Cobwebs tangled up in gloom
I am a steaming pile of pretense
And you bleed sincerity
I try my best to cover my emotions
And you sew them onto your sleeve
Part of me wants to spare us both the trouble
Part of me wants to self sabotage
I'm not sure if we can meet there in the middle
But goddamn I better take this shot
Goddamn I better take this shot
When I think of you it makes me sick to my stomach
With nervous energy
Cuz I'm afraid I'm getting what I've always wanted
A girl that invades all my dreams
And makes it hard to fall asleep
You are what feels right to me
The buzzards and worms all have to eat
And some pathetic sea monkey
Gets a piece of red hard rock candy
You are Union Man's daughter
And the rust, it never sleeps
Still you're out there every day amongst the thrashers
Alien, God, or Machines?
Well, come on bring over your bootlegs
We'll fix your tape deck
Bring some Neil Young, and Lucinda
We'll kick our heads back
Onto the carpet
We'll close our eyes and
Live in the moment
You are a golden ray of sunshine
That lights up any room
And I am a twisted ball of dark thoughts
Cobwebs tangled up in gloom
I am a steaming pile of pretense
And you bleed sincerity
I try my best to cover my emotions
And you sew them onto your sleeve
Part of me wants to spare us both the trouble
Part of me wants to self sabotage
I'm not sure if we can meet there in the middle
But goddamn I better take this shot
Goddamn I better take this shot
When I think of you it makes me sick to my stomach
With nervous energy
Cuz I'm afraid I'm getting what I've always wanted
A girl that invades all my dreams
And makes it hard to fall asleep
You are what feels right to me
The buzzards and worms all have to eat
And some pathetic sea monkey
Gets a piece of red hard rock candy
You are Union Man's daughter
And the rust, it never sleeps
Still you're out there every day amongst the thrashers
Alien, God, or Machines?
Well, come on bring over your bootlegs
We'll fix your tape deck
Bring some Neil Young, and Lucinda
We'll kick our heads back
Onto the carpet
We'll close our eyes and
Live in the moment
You are a golden ray of sunshine
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Writer(s): Ahren Buchheister
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