Sunday has come
I feel like it is superfluous
Time drags on like gum
Sweet to me and then bitter
No, I won't get out of my bed, I'm good here
Heaps of clothes
paint the apartment
You text me in the middle of the series
Wow, spending a little time with myself isn't that scary.
Oops
What an upside down day
Warm inside the fluff
No, I won't get out of bed, don't call
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Because I don't answer
What a booth - phone calls like a flood
Every day I pull the excuses out of my sleeve
In the middle of a meeting, in the middle of a walk, in a hairdresser with a cat, there is no connection, flew abroad, get a refusal
Oops
What an upside down day
Warm inside the fluff
No, I won't get out of bed, don't call
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