Time
When it's all we got
Left
Whether heartache
Or death
Stalls my
Breath
And the
Salt
On your neck
That has sweetened my palate
It's all I need to surround in
The dead outnumber the living
Fifteen to one
I wish the sun was a drug
I could consume
When it's dark and it's cold
And I'm lying alone in my tomb
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun
Was a drug
I wish the sun