Sundown in a bottle
Wrapped up in a paper pledge
Crosswalk from the corner
Sat down on the razors edge
No warmth in the morning
Spilled blood in a strangers bed
I don’t need a warning
I need you to raise the dead
As I hard as I try it
I can't deny it
Try to pull the weeds
But they’re multiplying
Try to meet my needs
With pills they’re prescribing
As long as I can sing
While I’m dying
I had a dream that we were laughing floating over your bed
Flew out the window and our problems disappeared as we left
But oversleeping in reality ain’t leading to rest
So I say this with my chest I wish we lived in my head
Cause I could will away your demons and your vices and doom
Go out for breakfast and forget the way you’re feeling by noon
I know it’s pointless fantasizing or at least I assume
But I’d do anything to help you find a way out your room
Right
I’m always here so let me in if you can
I won’t pretend to know your pain or act like I understand
You say there’s probably not a chance to find your way once your lost
I’m saying maybe there’s not but can you give it a shot
I wonder if you’d let me inside
And love me for the rest of my life
But something tells me you ain’t got time
The Rest Of My Life was written by Conor Thomas Roy Wharton.
The Rest Of My Life was produced by Conch.
Conch released The Rest Of My Life on Fri Nov 10 2023.