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Artista: Channeling Owen Why try? The sun’ll come up despite you, (over) City streets—an empty world. I’m decaying, In the morning and the last light, Of sidewalk lamps and a silver-tongued girl. BRIDGE: And I don’t wanna go. You won’t let me stay. You lead me on. A dim light, A dull and dusty daybreak. It makes the cracks in me so long. I’m dissolving, You’ve got all the memories. I’ve only got the knowledge that you’re gone. Gone yeah. CHORUS: Got caught at the last red light, Stop light in your eyes last night. I can’t shake the sorrow. No. Four shadows on a concrete floor, All mine and then there no more. Melted in the morning. BRIDGE: I didn’t write this song for you… You are, Like the remnants of a party. Street-cleaner tracks beneath my feet. I’m tattered, Scattered and left over, Like sleeping dreams you deemed too sweet. CHORUS: BRIDGE: I didn’t write this song for you…
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