It s way too late to think of
Someone I would call now
And neon signs got tired
Red eye flights help the stars out
I m safe in a corner
Just hours before me
I m waking with the roaches
The world has surrendered
I m dating ancient ghosts
The ones I made friends with
The comfort of fireflies
Long gone before daylight
And if I had one wishful field tonight
I d ask for the sun to never rise
If God leant his voice for me to speak
I d say go to bed, world
I ve always been too late
To see what s before me
And I know nothing sweeter than
Champaign from last New Years
Sweet music in my ears
And a night full of no fears
But if I had one wishful field tonight
I d ask for the sun to never rise
If God passed a mic to me to speak
I d say stay in bed, world
Sleep in peace
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