Back to bed.
Isn't there a fun way to play this morning on my own, without the sad parts. Isn't there a fun way to let a day begin alone, right out of nothing. To start over regardless and stronger. Make this day what you want it to be. That's not me.
I go back, back to bed with this aching head. I return to the start to fill this empty heart. To be back another day, just to try a different way. Right now I'm back to bed whatever you say.
I go back, back to bed with this aching head. I return to the start to fill this empty heart. To be back another day, just to try a different way. Right now I'm back to bed whatever you say.
Isn't there a fun way like a money morning with a twist In different colours. Isn't there a fun way to wake up and just get out of bed and still be dreaming. And you smile to the face in the mirror. Make this man who you want it to be. But that's not me, and all that's not me.
I go back, back to bed with this aching head. I return to the start to fill this empty heart to be back another day, just to try a different way. Right now I'm back to bed whatever you say.
Isn't there a fun way to play this morning on my own without the sad parts.
I go back, back to bed with this aching head. I return to the start to fill this empty heart to be back another day, just to try a different way. Right now I'm back to bed whatever you say.
Isn't there a fun way to play this morning on my own without the sad parts.
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