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• Artiste: John Mark McMillan
• Titre: Setting Suns
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When everythings said and done Your all I really have In the midst of these setting suns The city lights at best Are portraits of my friends But they don't make amends For this ridiculous mess So I will float on Every word you said When the water of my ghosts They rise above my head And I will stand up on your back In the middle of this sea When collectors of my debts They come to sink there teeth And its all I can think about now Is how good you are to me This body is a hole My flesh one shallow grave I am six feet below myself And at my best I still deserve to die But I'll be glorified In this ridiculous mess So I will float on Every word you said When the water of my ghosts They rise above my head And I will stand up on your back In the middle of this sea When collectors of my debts They come to sink there teeth And its all I can think about now Is how good you are to me