From Me
Like washed up shoes by the ocean
Life goes by without a commotion
You whisper, "Soon, I'll see you at noon"
Niko wants to see the moon
But every time we go out the back door
He wants to see more
Smashed to smithereens
Tell me what you want from me
Her son is sick she said
"He's dying and he's almost dead"
The sun is rising but it also sets
Please tell me you won't forget
Smashed to smithereens
Tell me what you want from me
(I just want to let you know, it's okay to let me go)
Life goes by without a commotion
You whisper, "Soon, I'll see you at noon"
Niko wants to see the moon
But every time we go out the back door
He wants to see more
Smashed to smithereens
Tell me what you want from me
Her son is sick she said
"He's dying and he's almost dead"
The sun is rising but it also sets
Please tell me you won't forget
Smashed to smithereens
Tell me what you want from me
(I just want to let you know, it's okay to let me go)
Credits
Writer(s): Nolan Trotter
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