Sunset

Blaire, I don't feel right
We live in a fucked up world
You're a flower that grew from dirt
Im the soil that rocks your earth
Wheres my trophy?
I deserve that tip
What I had to put up with
Was like baby sitting kids
You think I'm a hero
Im the villain in this tale
Mixing drugs with ginger ale
And eating bread that has gone stale
And Charles Dickens was
An author at his best
Moby dick now he may rest
Cas the ships gone down at

Sunset
Making noise yeah I bet
I can stay up all night
I don't have to try
Fraud men calling women whores then
Running for the door to trap them all inside

No I don't need light
For we blink but cannot see
Yeah you bumble cas you're B
People stumble from their speed
Another chance at
Claiming she's a witch
Riding round of her broomstick
Another man saying she's a bitch
Im late for closing
I turn a sign and sigh
At quarter past I say goodbye
I flipped a coin to pass the time
And Charles Dickens was
An author at his best
Moby dick now he may rest
Cas the ships gone down at

Sunset
Making noise Yeah I bet
I can stay up all night I dont have to try
My poor friends
Spending time with whore men
Standing by the door to run away and hide

Sunset
Making noise yeah I bet
I can stay up all night i don't have to try
Whore men
Shooting up some horse then
Screeching out the truth is that I want a high
That I wanna die

Im looking out for something good
Im looking out for something good
Im looking out for something good
Can you take a look?
Can you take a look?

Im looking out for something good
Im looking out for something good
Im looking out for something good
Can you take a look?
Am I understood?



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Writer(s): Julian Tinggee
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