Fake Daylight

Simple mornings are
Such a luxury
Sitting in front our
Boxes of fantasy

I'm so tired but my
Brain is going
And I feel so small
So insignificant

I don't know how I saw anything in those eyes
I don't know how I met my demise

What colour do you want
Give me black, give me blue
Give me everything I want
'Till I want nothing at all

Nothing to starve on
Nothing to get bored of

So I ask you
What's it like on the windowsill?
Living on that edge
What's it like in your little world?
I'd love to join the ledge
How's the view from the hill?
How's the view of my house?
How is it that your looking past
Each mistake I leave behind

Fake daylight
Tailored to us
An ocean alive
Seeking our lust
Fake daylight
Tailored to us
Stay with me
And you might make it across

So what'll we do
With all this ignorance?
How about we
Set the sun in a dance

I didn't think a lack of sky
Would make such a big difference

Oh remember when
Simple mornings were
Such a luxury
Sitting in front our
Boxes of fantasy
I'm starting to question the
Concept of this existence

Fake daylight
Tailored to us
An ocean alive
Seeking our lust
Fake daylight
Tailored to us
Stay with me
And you might make it across



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Mcewan
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