Ryan Rickenbach - Emily

Time is bastard
Time is a thief
Time is devoted to making a fool of me
The long road
That runs from me to you
Is littered with ashes
Fallen from my youth
Well I ain't got no lovers
On this side of town
But a strange kind of magic
Floats around your crown
I know you know me so won't you
Come to me
Emily
Can't you see
What would be
Out of the corner
Of my eye
I catch the heathen in you
Of your own design
A young heart
And a wise mind
Keeps ripe fruit hanging
Dripping from the vine
Well I ain't got no lovers
On this side of town
But a strange kind of magic
Floats around your crown
I know you know me so won't you
Come to me
Emily
Can't you see
What will be
Bad joke sniff coke
Get a little paranoid
I'm the one who taught him everything he knows
Drag queen
Drug fiend
Mainline the animal
Dancing all night
With my high heels on
Quick draw
Fatal flaw
Sleeping with the enemy
She's got a way with the back of her hand
Brights lights
Just might
Give 'em what they really want
You've got the makings of a shooting star
Wonder if you are
I wonder if you are what you are when you
Come for me
Emily
Can't you see
What will be
I need you
Come for me
Emily
You're gonna be somebody's shooting star
You're gonna be somebody's shooting star
You're gonna be somebody's shooting star
You're gonna be somebody's

Written by:
Ryan Rickenbach

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