Lights / Thank You

Some of us, our class ain't dismissed
We take that L shaped ticket down that old magpie street
You can join them there if you will
But the kids you once were won't be there to meet
Scared of getting old, the white in our eyes is gold
So here is your night light when the tea gets cold
When they find someone who looks just like you
Because you were on your phone just to spite you
Now I'm here to stay and I'm here to say
For so many years I was gone
But now I have finally come from the ashes to see the light



Credits
Writer(s): Kaymin Chowdhury Farmer
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