Songwriters: Herren, Guillermo Scott; Stanier, John
Well you, good for you
I’m not so sexual as yourself
Every day is just an extension of yesterday, a hassle
And getting out of bed in the morning is like slow suicide
Doesn’t even know, it’s just what’s going down
Agonizingly I watch and breathe
Callers, girls, money too
It seems there’s nothing I can do
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