Golden

The golden ray
That caught us all by storm
Won't walk away
Will leave me feeling
Weathered and worn

I sometimes wish
I wasn't born
Wasn't born
I'm always feeling
Somewhat torn
Somewhat torn

The sun-dried shell
So bleakly immature
A lonesome hell
In deep pursuit of
A civil war

I sometimes wish
I wasn't born
Wasn't born
I'm always feeling
Somewhat torn
Somewhat torn



Credits
Writer(s): Declan Donohue Chill, Liam Ryan Yorgensen, Quinn Lane, Miles Roy Mccarthy-reynolds, Brendan Whyburn
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