Nothing

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    The sun says nothing
    By my demise
    I fall to the floor

    Sparked from your stare
    Cascade into light
    The start of a war

    Monday morning
    Hungover and eyes
    Hide it all the way

    We walk through a crowd of strangers
    Two minutes from your door
    You’ve lived there all your life

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    Every conversation within you
    Starts a celebration in me
    Till i’ve got nothing left
    I’ve got nothing left

    Out of it you handle it for everyone
    Took a poison dart through my heart and then i’m gone
    Out of it you handle it for everyone
    Took a poison dart through my heart and then i’m gone

    Every conversation within you
    Starts a celebration in me
    Till i’ve got nothing left
    I’ve got nothing left

    These floorboards are creaking
    My body is old
    The sun casts a shadow
    A gust that cuts through your bones
    Your body and soul

    These floorboards are creaking
    My body is old
    The sun casts a shadow
    A gust that cuts through your bones
    Your body and soul

    Every conversation within you
    It starts a celebration in me
    Till i’ve got nothing left
    I’ve got nothing left

    I’ve got nothing left
    I’ve got nothing left
    No, i’ve got nothing left
    I’ve got nothing left

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    Composition: Tom Smith

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