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Goodtime Boys - Newspaper Sky



So much has tainted now a constant's lost
So much has shook me to the core and broken my trust
I’ve got no regrets, just days I wish I could forget
I beg each day these thoughts stay to set me free
Today is Father's Day but not for me
Growing new colours in your old eyes
Newspaper grey to match the granite skyline
Just one more song and then I'm done
Done asking why, done wasting time
Done with comfort in old lies
This a cruel world but for now this world is mine
How should I know where you’ll go?
Ripped apart and left wide open without the tearing of flesh
Drained of everything and still denied a graceful death
Teeth clenched I sit and spit and through the wheezing of my chest
My thoughts repeat until I sleep "there's nothing left"