I'm the Sun
I'm staying up making use
Of the hours that you lose
Sleep is just for friends I knew
I have been out a room
Busy spending afternoons
At the television
just talking to the screen, saying
I guess I'll take the hint and drop it
Cause I take it, you're always fucking right, yeah
I'm the sun, but what's that to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What's that to you, what's that to you
Get my eyes a little bruised
Got my head a little chewed
Living like a horse of grove
This sunny disposition
Keeping me awake, saying
Still with nothing in your pockets
Strange to think that you're always fucking right, yeah
I'm the sun, but what's that to you, what's that to you,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
what's that to you, what's that to you
I'm the sun
Wish that I could keep my,
whish that I could keep my friends
Eat the television staying up with my marquee moon
Head is coming loose, coming loose
We can talk to the roof, oh
I guess I'll take the hint and drop it
Cause I take it, you're always fucking right, yeah
I'm the sun, but what's that to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hold your tongue
It's all you can do, all you can do
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All you can do, all you can do
Of the hours that you lose
Sleep is just for friends I knew
I have been out a room
Busy spending afternoons
At the television
just talking to the screen, saying
I guess I'll take the hint and drop it
Cause I take it, you're always fucking right, yeah
I'm the sun, but what's that to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What's that to you, what's that to you
Get my eyes a little bruised
Got my head a little chewed
Living like a horse of grove
This sunny disposition
Keeping me awake, saying
Still with nothing in your pockets
Strange to think that you're always fucking right, yeah
I'm the sun, but what's that to you, what's that to you,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
what's that to you, what's that to you
I'm the sun
Wish that I could keep my,
whish that I could keep my friends
Eat the television staying up with my marquee moon
Head is coming loose, coming loose
We can talk to the roof, oh
I guess I'll take the hint and drop it
Cause I take it, you're always fucking right, yeah
I'm the sun, but what's that to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hold your tongue
It's all you can do, all you can do
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All you can do, all you can do
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Sails, Daniel George Parkin, Mark Lee Hayton, James Craig, George Craig, Rupert Philip Lyddon
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