The Days

You're quite the fire thrower
While I'm losin' all my sparks
Wastin', waitin' for this invitation
As I drip into the horror

But I'm savin' up everything I said
For my remorseful days
Layin' with my children
With silence on my breath

(Sa-sa-savin' up, sa-sa-savin' up)
(Sa-sa-savin' up, sa-sa-savin' up)
(Sa-sa-savin' up, sa-sa-savin' up)
(Sa-sa-savin' up, sa-sa-savin' up)

You're quite the wild rose riler
While I'm drinkin' all the rain
Wastin', waitin' for this revelation
As I crack through the floor, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

But I'm writin' down everything you say
For my dementia days
Layin' with my children
With whiskey on my breath

You're quite the fire, wild and lost
Went from golden to smoldering



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Anthony York, Kyle Robert Durfey, David Michael Haik, James Zachary Sewell, Charles Martin Mcdonald
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