David Allen Norton - Words From A Ghost

The summer brings no comfort, why does this room feel so warm?
Is it because you’re not above me throwing spit and scorn?
It’s much too easy these days
We go our separate ways
It’s funny
How quick it goes
I’m running
The Golden coast
It’s funny
How quick it goes
I’m running
The Golden coast
You could find another face
Another in my place
You said that you were drunk
Red, the color of your hair
The feeling isn’t there
You said it’s not enough
You found someone’s else’s shoulders just so you could stand up
I’m stuck inside the audience of your own shitty stand up
It’s much too easy these days
We go our separate ways
I should’ve known that when you called I’d taste the crimson velvet.
So I’ll remember when you’re high above I’ll bring a helmet.
It’s much too easy these days
We go our separate ways
It’s funny
How quick it goes
I’m running
The Golden coast
It’s funny
How quick it goes
Your dinner
Words from a ghost
You could find another face
Another in my place
You said that you were drunk
Red, the color of your hair
The feeling isn’t there
You said it’s not enough

Written by:
David Allen Norton

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