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Sun For Days
Words and music: j. scarpelli

i should know by now which way the winds will turn
cause it’s so obvious you’re done.

so, let’s suffer and die in the mess we made
with the pleasure of each other… loving you to death.

and if you knew at all, by this time you’d have laid your line
but in the dark I can’t feel the heat and it makes warm words
meaningless….

so, let’s suffer and die in the mess we made
with the pleasure of each other… loving you to death.
cause without you, there’s no sun for days…