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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stupid Son
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert James Broaders
Songwriter
Aaron Hegarty
Songwriter
Andrew Breece Pierce
Songwriter
Conall Barra Loughney
Songwriter
Letras
Shadows casting thick
But I'm way too tight to turn
And I never really burn
I was never scared
Never scared to melt away
If you'd waste away with me
Stare into a sun
Dealing heat and when it hits
Evaporates this golden vista
And incinerates my mind
This is barely even fine
I feel something lick my fingertips
Getting closer inch by inch
Doubled under daylight I could shade it
If I didn't wait this long to raise my hand
Bending down I'd soak up every ray if I could lend myself
To only say your name
Don't you know you've dues to pay
Don't you know it won't be grey
For long 'cause when the sun comes down
Sensation won't have room to stay
All our feelings scorched away
Shadows casting thicker now
Why try
White heat
Why try
I'd cover my eyes
Wasting daylight used to kill me
Now the sunshine's out to get me
With the final entrance nothing's denser
Than the dust that used to go by you & I
A gentle breeze is all I really need
Just to lift myself from torpor's edge at last
Don't you know those dues are done
Don't you know I can't have fun
For long until a chill appears
'Cause nothing's ever been like this
Only ash preserves our bliss
Seas of glass below our lips
Why try
White heat
Why try
I'd cover my eyes
Writer(s): Aaron Hegarty, Andrew Breece Pierce, Conall Barra Loughney, Robert James Broaders
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