Owners of the World

Fog is, fog is
All I see
Sinking in the eyes
Of a king

Reflectionless,
No reply
Countless questions
It's all we have

I'll tell a joke everytime
I hear you say
That the end is nigh
Or that the Sun is in your hands

I'm tired of this night
No one will shut up
Feels like sleeping
Doesn't help, it's no use

Can you hear me? I've
been searching for
A better place for you
Oblivion,
Keyholes and oblivion

I'll tell a joke everytime
I hear you say
That the end is nigh
Or that the Sun is in your hands



Credits
Writer(s): Patricio Lugano
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